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Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn. Cop shoot cop. I haven't got the
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Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn. Cop shoot cop. I haven't got the
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. And all you've become is emotionally overrun Wishing wells were made to echo a dime. (I'm a cop stop, baby I'm a cop stop). The consequences are you keep on relying. (I'm a cop stop, baby I'm a cop
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Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose. . Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn. Cop shoot cop. I haven't got
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Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose. . Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn. Cop shoot cop. I haven't got
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Some think a fancy funeral. Be worth every cent. For every dime and nickel. Is money better spent Better spent on groceries. Covering the bills. Instead of little luxuries. And unnecessary
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long chain of events. . Cop party and you better not go. . Spend the rest of your life in this tv show. . Cop party and you better run. . Because they're not gonna stop until they've had their
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long chain of events. . Cop party and you better not go. . Spend the rest of your life in this tv show. . Cop party and you better run. . Because they're not gonna stop until they've had their
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unknown past. Dancing at the funeral party Memories of childrens dreams. Lie lifeless, fading lifeless. Hand in hand with fear and shadows. Crying at the funeral party I heard a song and turned away
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Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose. . Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn. Cop shoot cop. I haven't got
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Em tuổi dần tóc dài hồn nhiên và em rất hiền. Cười cười nói nói để cho tôi chêu em kêu là cọp con. Em có hay biết rằng lòng anh đã yêu rất nhiều. Thầm mộng ước sẽ mãi bên nhau trọn đời. Để ngày ngày
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Bài hát Cop Car - Sam Hunt. We drove right past. That no trespassing sign. We sat on the tailgate. And watched the planes take off. We thought we had all night. There was no need to rush. That's when
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Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn. Cop shoot cop. I haven't got the
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Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn. Cop shoot cop. I haven't got the
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Cry above a nameless grave. But all that's there is motionless. Angels sob with vermin's fangs. A funeral dirge drifts slowly by Puppets they who come and go. And laugh but smile no more. Evil
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Going to your funeral and feeling I could scream. Everything goes away, driving down the highway. Through the perfect sunny dream. A perfect day for perfect pain Look at all the people with the
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Going to your funeral now and feeling. I could scream. Everything goes away. Driving down the highway through the. Perfect sunny dream. A perfect day for perfect pain. Look at all the people
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, shame. Chorus. I've been dancing at my funeral. Waitin' for you to arrive. I was hoping you'd look beautiful. Dancin' with tears in your eyes. But nobody came, what a shame, shame, shame. Post-Chorus. Hey
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Bài hát The Funeral - Hank Williams. I was walking in Savannah past a church, decayed and dim. When slowly through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn. My sympathy awakened and a wonder
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their sleeves. Like a ten cent valentine. The old women are there. Too old to give a damn. They've brought along the kids. Who don't know who I am. They're thinking about the price of my funeral
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Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. . The funeral of hearts. And a plea for mercy. When love is a gun. Separating me from
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Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom. . The funeral of hearts. And a plea for mercy. When love is a gun. Separating me from
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floor. Or else you're starring in "a cruise too far". . Turn on, tune in, cop out. Let it flow now mama,. Let it flow become a woman. . Some people been wasting their time. Some people expanding
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mind. It was singing from the past. So he tried to sing it. But he found he could not make it last. . Chorus. The world is falling apart. He's getting older. And there's a funeral in his heart
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. 'Cause it's the big bad Timmy, Maganoo, and Missy. Like THREE THE HARD WAY!, comin' straight out of Virginia Chorus Missy Elliott. DJ's in the mix shows you better go to the record store and. COP THAT
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Bài hát Good Cop Bad Cop - Ice Cube. Intro. Break em off some. Yeah. Verse 1. Good cop, good cop ***in' wit that bad cop. What'cha doing boy? Turn in that blood clot. Buck shots they fly through drug
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