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Bài hát Joe Le Taxi - Vanessa Paradis. Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. Et la Seine
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Ho jump down, spin around, let's have a party. Look who's back, Stay Away Joe. Chock taw, chick a Shaw, gonna drink me hearty. Welcome back, Stay Away Joe Stay Away Joe they call me. Stay Away
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rings, it's an understood thing. Joe don't know where they are At a table in the corner. There's a young man and an empty chair. His head in his hands, tears in his eyes. And a girlfriend's ring lying
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, be careful! That chick belongs to Smokey Joe" From behind the counter I saw a man. A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand. He grabbed me by my collar and he began to shout. "You'd better eat
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Bài hát Me And Bobby And Bobby'S Brother - ABBA . Well there was me and Bobby and Bobby's brother. Please take me back to that place. Where I've got all my memories, those were my happiest days. I
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I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night. Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead". "I never died" says he. "I never died" says he "The copper bosses killed you, Joe". "They shot
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. . Each day I stay at home. Hopin' that he will phone. But I think Bobby has someone e-else. (You're not a kid anymore). Still in my heart I pray. There soon will come a day. When I will have him all
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Hello, woo, hey Here's a little story 'bout a boy named Joey. King of the world, got a very long story. Made a lot of money, live a life of glory. Did what he done but he end up sorry Beat a lot
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lived long before you ever met her. There're lots of other girls, so I say Don't cry Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go. Don't cry Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go You've got to realize this
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In the midday sun. They beat on their drums. When Poppa Joe comes to town. With his coconut-rum. They can all have fun. They can drink it. 'Till the sun goes down Poppa Joe just smiles politely
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There's a boy out 'luma way named Joe Eugene. He's one mellow ass son of a *-a. He loves his wheat grass and cold bean curd. He's one healthy ass sone of a bitch-a. But late at night he
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, forget her, you lived long before you met her. There're lots of other girls, so I say,. Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go. Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go. You got
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, forget her, you lived long before you met her. There're lots of other girls, so I say,. Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go. Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go. You got
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train. Feeling nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby flagged a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my harp on out of my
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train. Feeling nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby flagged a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my harp on out of my
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Bài hát What's Luv - Fat Joe, Ja Rule, Ashanti. Fat Joe. Put the fuckin' mic on. Mic is on. Joe Crack the Don uh. Yeah, Yeah, Y'All. Irv Gotti. Ashanti. What's love?. Fat Joe. Ashanti, Terror, Terror
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge and headed for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my har'poon out
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge and headed for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my har'poon out
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, I headed for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down, well just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my harpoon
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Song Hold 'em Joe - Harry Belafonte. Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe. But don't let him go. Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe. But don't let him go. Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe
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EVERYTHING WAS IN THE PICKUP TRUCK. HE PACKED A BAG AND MAMA SAID GOOD LUCK. IN CALIFORNIA, CALIFORNIA,. PAPA TOLD HIM THAT HE SHOULDN'T GO. SAID, "I DON'T WANNA SAY I TOLD YOU SO". BUT, JOE I
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strikes were black. As hard as they were long. In the dark of night joe would stay awake and write. In the morning he would raise them with a song. In the morning he would raise them with a song
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train. And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained. It rode us all the way to New Orleans I pulled my
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train. And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,. It rode us all the way to New Orleans. I pulled
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Feel a little sick tonight. What’s going on in my mind, bobby?. Change the music which I like. Grooving to the greatest song of my life. Whatcha think ‘bout me? Bobby. Whatcha want to see? Bobby. Got
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Bài hát Me And Bobby Mcgee - Kenny Rogers. Busted flat, it baton rouge, headin' for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained. Took us all
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sand he said. Joe you know he's a dyin' man. Leave him there and let him die. I can't stand to hear him cry for water I don't remember how long I lay. But when I awoke it was the break of day
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sand he said. Joe you know he's a dyin' man. Leave him there and let him die. I can't stand to hear him cry for water I don't remember how long I lay. But when I awoke it was the break of day
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welcome home again. It's too late for apologies they're falling at my feet This is just the way of the world Joe said. I had to put a bullet into his head. And then lit up a cigarette. Decided to call
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A boring old garage in a residential area with a teen-age band. rehearsing in it. JOE (the main character in the CENTRAL. SCRUTINIZER'S Special Presentation) sings to us of the trials and
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Hey Bobby would you like to go for a ride. In the country with me?. I'm celebratin' ya see the four-wheeled beauty. You're leanin' on it finally belongs to me I've never owned a car before. And
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Hey, does anybody know. How I can get in touch with Joe? If I have to catch a subway. Or catch a plane on a runway. I've got to find out some way. Where did he go? Yesterday was bright and sunny
