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I've been losing sleep. Just nodding sleep. That I wish that I lowed Hm and I lost all my tapes. Of back masking piece. Just for asking peace. That I ought to be owed And that's the rent I'm
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pissed me off for the last time Trailer for rent, no down payment. Comes with some holes and dents. Where I got tired of his *. Call if your interested, trailer for rent It's been ten years, ten
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dime I'm tired of keepin' this movin' every night. I can't hold out much longer. Now I got this rent, now let's get together, y'all. Let's have a ball Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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Stressed out, running late, racing down the interstate. Spilled hot coffee down the front of my jeans. It's work, work, pay the rent, money and my time's spent. Not a minute left for me to be me
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Stressed out, running late, racing down the interstate. Spilled hot coffee down the front of my jeans. It's work, work, pay the rent, money and my time's spent. Not a minute left for me to be me
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you could. I would give you all the power. But would you pay my rent?. Would you pay my rent?. Would you, would you, would you get your love well spent?. Would you pay my rent?. Would you, would you
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Seasons Of Love lyrics. Songwriters Larson, Jonathan D;. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes. Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear. Five hundred twenty-five thousand
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Seasons Of Love lyrics. Songwriters Larson, Jonathan D;. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes. Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear. Five hundred twenty-five thousand
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too mysterious. A fly girl like me needs security Cause aint nothin goin on but the rent. You got to have a J O B if you wanna be with me. Aint nothin goin on but the rent. You got to have a J O B
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too mysterious. A fly girl like me needs security Cause aint nothin goin on but the rent. You got to have a J O B if you wanna be with me. Aint nothin goin on but the rent. You got to have a J O B
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rent and it's the first of the month (where's my money?). Your bank account has got insufficient funds. We can't afford to give up. We gotta make our own luck and it goes oh. Work every weekend just to
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Send "Life for Rent" Ringtone to your Cell. I haven't ever really found a place that I call home. I never stick around quite long enough to make it. I apologize that once again I'm not in love. But
