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(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
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(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
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fear. Over and over. And over and over. And over and over Marilyn moore It's always a headache the size of a tour truck. She's full of disorders, depends what you're used to. She's talking of
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Always Gonna Love You. Gary Moore. It's not the same when I look in her eyes. . The magic's not there. . And when I look, I realize . what we could have shared. . I'm always gonna love you, . if
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(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
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Samantha Moore - Replace You Taking it day to day. Living without your face. Looking for easy ways. To fill my head. Losing you in a crowd. Keeping the feelings down. So I forget. Where do I
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Bài hát One More Time (feat. Chante Moore) - Kenny G . I lie half awake. Late at night. I reach out to touch you. To feel you by my side. And I reach. And I reach. But I never get to feel you. Will
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Song One More Time - Kenny G, Chanté Moore. I lie half awake, late at night. I reach out to touch you. feel you by my side. and I reach, and I reach,. but I never get to feel you. Will I ever get to
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tiOne More Time. arKenny G & Chante Moore. alParadise. I lie half awake, late at night. I reach out to touch you. feel you by my side. and I reach, and I reach,. but I never get to feel you. Will I
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(Gary Moore). . Whenever I'm with you,. The more I can give you,. The love that's inside my heart. I know it's not easy,. But baby believe me,. It hurts me when we're apart. . But the road
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Song My Kind Of Woman - Justin Moore. She likes and ice cold bud pressed against her hand. Standin' on the porch lookin' 'cross our land. Seein' a bass hit that top water. Knew that was my kind of
