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. Tell me I'm a pussy and you're harder than me What's with you boy? Think hard. A tattooed body to hide who you are. Scared to be honest, be yourself. A cowardly man. To come out Hit me clown because
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Now don't you feel sorry, no no, for me now. There's no need to worry about a clown She played it cool and made me a fool. Now all over town they call me the clown And I really thought she loved me
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Song Clown - Korn. Anger inside builds within my body. Why you hate me?. What have I done?. You tried to hit me!. Chorus. Scream at me again, if you like?. Throw your hate at me, with all your might
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Song Clown - Korn. Anger inside builds within my body. Why you hate me?. What have I done?. You tried to hit me!. Chorus. Scream at me again, if you like?. Throw your hate at me, with all your might
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now (oo-oh!),. Bob Marley. And all you've got to do. (bend down low) oh yeah! let me tell you what i know;. Bend down low, let me tell you what i know. oh yeah!. You keep on knockin', but you can't
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You know who your fuckin' wit?. W-w-wicked clowns. You know who your fuckin' wit?. W-w-wicked clowns Wicked clowns, wicked clown. Wicked clowns, wicked clown. Don't * with me. Wicked clowns
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Standing on the side of the road near the overpass. With a sign around his neck that says. 'Car wash, free balloons', he's a clown in broad daylight. . He's waving at the people in cars who do a
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Und wieder einmal ist die Vorstellung aus. Tausend kleine Hände klatschen dankbar Applaus. Und wieder einmal flogen Dir die Kinderherzen zu Du wunderbarer Clown. Du einsamer Du Du einsamer Clown
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Glad you came, glad you're here. Have some champagne, imported beer. . Dig down in your dirt bag and roll us out a spleef. Been erect here now for thirteen days and I came to get relief, relief.
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Bài hát The Face Of A Clown - Skeeter Davis. it's hard for me to smile I feel like crying yet I always manage to grin. Friends won't know the pain that I feel or the misery that I'm in. Everyone
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. Show isn't you anymore. Nobody cares when the tears of a clown. Fall down. Nobody cares when the tears of a clown. Fall down. . I gotta break it to ya delicately, Dummie. Takin' my G5 twenty
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I was talking to the whippoorwill. He says you've got a corny trill. Bob White, whatcha gonna swing tonight? I was talking to the mockingbird. He says you are the worst he's heard. Bob White
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When a guy's been made a fool of. By a gal who only wants to play. He goes to a lonely place where lovers. Who are broken hearted stay. . They call it. Clown Town, Clown Town. No joy around
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red eyes, the bloody red eyes The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown. The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown. The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown. The bloody red eyes of the rodeo clown She
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the rodeo clown. . In the ridin' and a ropin' I was closin' in on No 1. Now in dreams at night I ride on that silver saddle I never won. Since she left me the whiskey takes me to the rodeo grounds
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her face into a clown Killed another, then three more. Now we're down to only four. This man drives a taxi cab. 'Nother wicked life to ***. Screaming that he thought I'd died. Let's go for a taxi
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Song Pocket Of A Clown(Album Version) - Raul Malo. Inside the pocket of a clown. Is a sad place to hang around. Just watching smiles turn into frowns. Inside the pocket of a clown. . Inside the
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Hey. Ha. Heh Smile! I'm a blow a hole in your neck. And leave you standing there looking stupid like Beck. Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound. * outta here if you ain't down with the clown
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,. And everybody with clown love, even sucks I never heard of. Roll into town, and out with the big top,. Four cards down, and two more still to drop. And when it does, I'd pack up and hit the road
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Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl. Cemetery baby, I want you in my world. Cemetery woman, we can still be down. You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Gospel Plow". Mary wore three links of chain,. Every link was jesus name. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Oh, lord, oh, lord. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary
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, boom-shaka, hair chunks in the sky. Why? I never liked chicken pot pie, or the chopped chicken on rye. Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up. Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut. "What can you do
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my glad expression. Give you the wrong impression. Really I'm sad, oh, sadder than sad. You're gone and I'm hurtin' so bad. Like a clown I pretend to be glad Now there's some sad things known to
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Bài hát She Ran Away With A Rodeo Clown - Toby Keith. She's a top barrel racer cowboy chaser. She drinks tecate like it's goin' out of style. She's real good lookin' and pretty good at hookin
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Don't you see, it wasn't meant to be?. Keep on till you die. When lying down, we kick the crying clown. And there's never a thought of how he lifts a frown The longer you love, the longer you live
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Bob your head. Bob your head As we bop on to the break of dawn. The non-stop hip hop bop takes you on down to the last, stop. Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin'. So won't ya bob your head?. Ruff
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Bài hát Clown (iTunes Session) - Emeli Sande. I guess it's funnier from where you're standing. Cause from over here I missed the joke. Clear the way for my crash landing. I've done it again. Another
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faut pas d'avantage. Un' ritournelle et les pleins feux. Et je deviens. Moi le clown. Dans mon costume de diamant. Sous le tonnerre? Tourdissant. De mille bravos je bondis dans. Le cirque. Moi le
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. Tell me I'm a pussy and you're harder than me What's with you boy? Think hard. A tattooed body to hide who you are. Scared to be honest, be yourself. A cowardly man. To come out Hit me clown because
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. Tell me I'm a pussy and you're harder than me What's with you boy? Think hard. A tattooed body to hide who you are. Scared to be honest, be yourself. A cowardly man. To come out Hit me clown because
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. Tell me I'm a pussy and you're harder than me What's with you boy? Think hard. A tattooed body to hide who you are. Scared to be honest, be yourself. A cowardly man. To come out Hit me clown because
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Song Clown - Korn. Anger inside builds within my body. Why you hate me?. What have I done?. You tried to hit me!. Chorus. Scream at me again, if you like?. Throw your hate at me, with all your might
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Song Clown - Korn. Anger inside builds within my body. Why you hate me?. What have I done?. You tried to hit me!. Chorus. Scream at me again, if you like?. Throw your hate at me, with all your might
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sticks, xylophone, cello. I'm a wicked clown, bitch hello. Everybody come jump in our rides. Bring you and your fat ass bitch in side. Wagons, tents are swift as a breeze. Can't nobody get with these
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Gospel Plow". Mary wore three links of chain,. Every link was jesus name. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Oh, lord, oh, lord. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary
