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Song Strange - Patsy Cline. Strange, how you stopped loving me. How you stopped needing me. When she came along, oh how strange Strange, you've changed like night and day. Just up and walked away
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Well, it's a strange way. The way you look at me. And it's a hard time. Time you been givin' me Come on and open up. Open up to me. So you can realize. That I could set you free Strange ways
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You're sailing softly through the sun. In a broken stone age dawn. You fly so high. . I get a strange magic,. Oh, what a strange magic,. Oh, it's a strange magic. Got a strange magic,. Got a
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Ooh it's cold world, but it's home to me. Ooh well a little ghost of a girl, she came to me. She's been hauntin' me Strange creatures, oh yeah you and I both. Strange creatures, deep down you and
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Come on get out that wig, I know you. Put on those shiny pointed shoes. We'll have a strange night Corsage, long gown, all the rest. That ain't exactly what we call dressed. For a strange night
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Baby, love is strange. Many many people, take it for a game. My sweet baby, love is strange. Yeah yeah. Many many people, take it for a game. Yeah yeah. Love is strange. Love is strange
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I met a strange man last night, and I taken him home with me. I met a strange man last night, and I taken him home with me. Now he done gone and left me, wonder where could my strange man be
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I met a strange man last night, and I taken him home with me. I met a strange man last night, and I taken him home with me. Now he done gone and left me, wonder where could my strange man be
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. On Strange Highways. On Strange Highways Hey you! I want your number. Don't even wonder. We do things our way here. Questions. These are forbidden. We got no answers. Believe us anyway So here
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SONG Strange(Live) - Patsy Cline. Written by mel tillis and fred burch. . Strange, how you stopped loving me. How you stopped needing me. When she came along. Oh, how strange. . Strange, you
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engaged. This love I’ve found here . Can’t help but doubt it . The more you leave. The more I stay. So warn me about it. You can call me clouded . I’m diving deeper anyway. Isn’t it strange?. I don’t wanna
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shelf You know I'm feeling kinda. Strange. You know I'm feeling kinda. Strange Everything is twisted. Everything is oh so tight. Don't know what I'm looking at. The lights are all too bright My
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shelf You know I'm feeling kinda. Strange. You know I'm feeling kinda. Strange Everything is twisted. Everything is oh so tight. Don't know what I'm looking at. The lights are all too bright My
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This is the story. About two people in love We were happily married. Until he waved a gun at me. I said What's with all your strange behavior He said, I love you, baby. But you got a big
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Strange love, I'm experiencing a strange love. And all those funny funny things you do. They only drive me closer. And closer to you, yeah Strange romance, they say I'll never ever ever ever have
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Strange brew -- killin' what's inside of you. She's a witch of trouble in electric blue. In her own mad mind she's in love with you,. With you. Now what you gonna do?. Strange brew -- killin
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words. I tried for you. Tried to see through all the smoke and dirt. It wouldn't move. What could I do?. I touch your head. To pull your thoughts into my hand. But now I can't. Say isn't it strange
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Half fast and seldom seen. He don't blip the radar screen. On the deck below the dune. Under the commander's moon Strange bird from a different nest. Flying low, not like all the rest. God only
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Half fast and seldom seen. He don't blip the radar screen. On the deck below the dune. Under the commander's moon Strange bird from a different nest. Flying low, not like all the rest. God only
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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rocket. Now all of a sudden some strange things are happening to me I had friends. I had lots of friends. Now all my friends are gone. And I'm doing the best I can to carry on I had power (power). I
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Well, it can get you in the back, boy. Or you can lie around in roses. Or maybe walk around wonderin'. You know, goin' through the motions Hey, ain't love strange?. Hey, ain't love strange?. Boy
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you've been dealt. Do your best to be a good man Do you know how hard that is?. Do you know how strange life can be? Well you love me and I know that,. We can't let a precious thing go. I don't love
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Strange music in my ears,. Only now as you spoke did it start,. Strange music of the sphere,. Could its lovely hum be coming from my heart?. . You appear and I hear song sublime,. Song that I'm
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Strange music in my ears,. Only now as you spoke did it start,. Strange music of the sphere,. Could its lovely hum be coming from my heart?. . You appear and I hear song sublime,. Song that I'm
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Strange music in my ears,. Only now as you spoke did it start,. Strange music of the sphere,. Could its lovely hum be coming from my heart?. . You appear and I hear song sublime,. Song that I'm
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Strange music in my ears,. Only now as you spoke did it start,. Strange music of the sphere,. Could its lovely hum be coming from my heart?. . You appear and I hear song sublime,. Song that I'm
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Bài hát Strange Birds - Birdy. Little ghost, you are listening,. Unlike most you don’t miss a thing,. You see the truth,. I walk the halls invisibly,. I climb the walls, no one sees me,. No one but
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I looked up from my glass into the sky. There's no one in my comic book to buy. Calendar swung on the wall held by a rusty nail. Down came the strange rain and washed my thoughts away So stop in
