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There's a big dilemma. 'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah. There's a big dilemma. 'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah. She used to knock me out. Until her face broke out. There's a big
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There's a big dilemma. 'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah. There's a big dilemma. 'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah. She used to knock me out. Until her face broke out. There's a big
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comes. You take me by the hand. And say, our love is written in sand. Written in sand We hear the ocean roar. Were swept away on to some distant shore. You whisper secrets of the heart. They keep us
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stage wearing a floor length chain-mail dress with enormous aluminum tits, and an ornate catholic ceremonial head-dress. he. Arrying a childs plastic sand bucket filled with smartys (the british
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Song Tomorrow . Singer Emma. Ba da ba ba bow, ba da da da. Ba da ba ba bow, ba da da da. Ba da ba ba bow, ba da da da. He's one of a kind and he's all mine. He's there for me come rain or shine a
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Arabian sand. Feel it slipping through your hands. Arabian sand Arabian sand. A madness you can't understand. Arabian sand The mad man's in the desert. Look out behind you. The mad man's in the
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Bài hát Fortune Cookie (Gostan Remix) - Emma Bale, Milow. Tu tu turu turu tu. Tu tu turu turu tu. They say, "Emma, you don't understand,. You will need a helping hand". They say, "Emma you're so way
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Take off your shoes, put down your hair. Turn on the music and we'll get somewhere. Dance, dance, dance, 'til your nose gets tan. We're gonna have us a ball on the beach, a-slicin' sand Hug me a
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Song Love Letters In The Sand - Patsy Cline. On a day like today. We pass the time away. Writing love letters in the sand . How you laughed when I cried. Each time I saw the tide. Take our love
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Why you say the things you say?. I'll never know I need you so. Why you play the games you play?. I'll never know cos I need you so Running around in your sharp sand. Running around don't know
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pieces of me. Than the desert has sand. And I have less pieces of you. Than I can hold in my hand. What hurts. Is the one thing that you wanna do. Is the one thing that you shouldn't do. What hurts. Is
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On a day like today. We passed the time away. Writing love letters in the sand How you laughed when I cried. Each time I saw the tide. Take our love letters from the sand Chorus You made a vow
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Mmm. On the beach where young lovers meet. You can see them there as they sit and build. Castles in the sand. . Heavenly she's so heavenly. When she smiles at you. And she helps you build
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If sand waves were sound waves. What song would be in the air now?. What stinging tune, could split this endless noon. And make the sky swell with rain? If war were a game that a man or a child
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People hand in hand. Future in the plan. Promises we make. Sometimes fade away. Like footprints in the sand. Love's a game of chance. I've come to understand. What my greatest fear is
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Take off your shoes, put down your hair. Turn on the music and we'll get somewhere. Dance, dance, dance, til nose gets tan. We're gonna have us a ball on the beach. A-slicin' sand. . Hug me a
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There were shadows on the sand closely mingled. Just two lovers by a moonlit sea. While I watched I thought of you and I tingled. For they kissed the way you did with me. Then the shadows on the
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Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand?. Who has taken you far from my land?. Who has said that my sayings were wrong?. And who will say that I stayed much too long? Clothes of sand have
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down. Apologies, threats and lies. Backing down, compromise While this city burns these wounds will heal. You'll find your way. Though lines in sand become a proving ground. In time, you'll find
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Bài hát So Stop The World - Emma Stevens. It’s another Monday morning. and I’ve gotta leave before you wake up. I’m fighting through that traffic half asleep under my makeup. Guess I wasn’t made
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HANNIE . Gió đung đưa lay cành mai rơi trước nhà. Tiếng ai nghe thân quen như em tôi đang hát. Mùa xuân năm nay ngập tràn bao nhiêu niềm vui, yên bình. EMMA. Bánh chưng xanh mẹ tôi đang gói trước
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I love Christmas in the snow. But Christmas in the sand don’t end. I tell you that’s where it’s at. Why in tropic all my skin. A candy cane of peppermint, a hint. Of cocoa on my lips. It
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I love Christmas in the snow. But Christmas in the sand don’t end. I tell you that’s where it’s at. Why in tropic all my skin. A candy cane of peppermint, a hint. Of cocoa on my lips. It could’ve
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the sand. Time to find out who I am. Looking back to see where I stand. EVOLUTION EVOLUTION See my reflection change. Nothing ever stays the same. But you know the name's the game. We all know
