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. And this hot little trio plays That's where we meet. That's where we meet. Me and you, rendezvous. In the club at the end of the street Ooh where we meet. Ooh where we meet. Me and you, rendezvous
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the house of love. Spy, baby, in the house of love. . Out on the street, you were the queen. Playing games with jokers and fools. Then out of the night there comes the king. Now he's changing the
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Traffic moving slowly monday morning. Money talks, people hoping. Cable hogue where've you been. Cable hogue where've you been Something inside me tells me you won't show. I know you're carrying
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I used to think my life was so empty. I used to think life was passin' me by. Well, I was just about ready. To curl up and die But then one day I got a visit. From the cable company. Well, they
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I spy a boy, I spy a girl. I spy the worst place in the world. In the whole wide world Oh you didn't do bad, you made it out. I'm still stuck here, oh but I'll get out. Oh yeah, I'll get out
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. And this hot little trio plays That's where we meet. That's where we meet. Me and you, rendezvous. In the club at the end of the street Ooh where we meet. Ooh where we meet. Me and you, rendezvous
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like the heat of a thousand fires The heat of a thousand fires Ain't no cryin' in the club, hey, hey Let the beat carry Your tears as they fall, baby Ain't no cryin' in the club, hey, hey With a little
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Chorus. Maybe we can join the crowd. Life is poor without sound. Were the crazy people needs on the street with no name. If you wish upon a star, there ́s a place, Club Bizarre. Come together in my
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Chorus. Maybe we can join the crowd. Life is poor without sound. Were the crazy people needs on the street with no name. If you wish upon a star, there ́s a place, Club Bizarre. Come together in my
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Song Kevin Carter - Manic Street Preachers. Hi Time Magazine, hi Pulitzer Prize. Tribal scars in technicolor. Bang, bang club, AK 47 hour Kevin Carter Hi Time Magazine, hi Pulitzer Prize. Vulture
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Song Kevin Carter - Manic Street Preachers. Hi Time Magazine, hi Pulitzer Prize. Tribal scars in technicolor. Bang, bang club, AK 47 hour Kevin Carter Hi Time Magazine, hi Pulitzer Prize. Vulture
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ti. ar. al. Over My Head(Cable Car). The Fray. I never knew. I never knew that everything was falling through. That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue. To turn and run when all I needed was the
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Your motive, unstable. You're like an unwinding cable car. Listening for voices. But it's the choices that make us who we are Go your own way, even seasons have changed. Just burn those new
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Your motive, unstable. You're like an unwinding cable car. Listening for voices. But it's the choices that make us who we are Go your own way, even seasons have changed. Just burn those new
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Your motive, unstable. You're like an unwinding cable car. Listening for voices. But it's the choices that make us who we are Go your own way, even seasons have changed. Just burn those new
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me out. I don't mind but what I say. Use that magic for better days Standing above this moment. Listening to all I say. The spy of love will track me. Will catch me Through the window, I see a
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Well it's dangerous out here tonight but a fellow's gotta eat. . I see those vampires sucking blood. . I hear those dull thuds. . I guess it's trick or treat. . Chorus. . I'm a Spy Boy
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Well it's dangerous out here tonight but a fellow's gotta eat. . I see those vampires sucking blood. . I hear those dull thuds. . I guess it's trick or treat. . Chorus. . I'm a Spy Boy
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I'll sing you a song, ain't very long,. 'Bout an old man who never done wrong. How he died nobody can say,. They found him dead in the street one day. . Well, the crowd, they gathered one fine
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I'll sing you a song, ain't very long,. 'Bout an old man who never done wrong. How he died nobody can say,. They found him dead in the street one day. . Well, the crowd, they gathered one fine
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run this street. imma run this street. Who's gon run this street?. bih, i run this street. having fun issa last thing done. homie pass dem blunts,. i run this street. came from da south,. put my name
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Street guys, walking, dancing. Sidewalk, music, hot thing. They got their boxes tuned into their favorite show. As they truck on down the road. Is that the radio. Yes that's the radio. Let it
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Now. City 2 City, State 2 State. Country 2 Country, but most of all. Intro/Chorus I rock from street 2 street and alley 2 alley. while all you couch potatoes watch Ricki and Sally. So all you so
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Street boy. You've been out too long. Street boy. Ain't you got enough sense to go home. Street boy. You're gonna end up alone. You need some love and understanding. Not that dead-end life
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I spy for the fbi. (I spy for the fbi). I spy for the fbi. (I spy for the fbi). . I got an x-ray camera hidden in your house. That sees what I can't see. And that man you were kissin' last
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I spy for the fbi. (I spy for the fbi). I spy for the fbi. (I spy for the fbi). . I got an x-ray camera hidden in your house. That sees what I can't see. And that man you were kissin' last
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Well, I'll sing you a song, it ain't very long. About an old man, he never done wrong. How he died nobody can say. They found him dead in the street one day And the crowd, they gathered one fine
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
