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In France We're playin' in a tent. It's payin' the rent. If you pooch a civilian,. It's a major event. In France. Way down in France. Way on down. Way on down. In France The girls is all
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Taking on water, sailing a restless sea. From a memory, a fantasy. The wind carries into white water. Far from the islands don't you know you're Never going to get to France. Mary Queen of chance
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I was lost in France. In the fields the birds were singing. I was lost in France. And the day was just beginning As I stood there in the morning rain. I had a feeling I can't explain. I was lost
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, je sais bien que mon heure venue. Je reviendrai mourir en France, je finirai ma vie dans mon pays. Dormir au lit de mon enfance, mкme si ailleurs, c'est mieux qu'ici! . . Je ne vais pas vous
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I'm not the brightest crayon in the box. Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks. I barely even know how to put on my own pants. But I'm a genius in France, genius in France, genius in France
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foire au pognon qui qui se trame ici. Allez danse avec Johnny Se rappellent de la France. Ont des réminiscences. De l'ordre, des jeux, de l'essence. Quand on vivait mieux. Il y avait Paul et Mickey
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Bài hát The Cup Of Life (La Copa De La Vida) The Official Song Of The World Cup, France ’98 - Ricky Martin. Go, go, go, ale ale ale x2. Go, go, go, here we go, yeah. The cup of life, this is the one
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Song Thank God I Found You - Mariah Carey, Joe, 98 Degrees. (Mariah). I would give up everything. Before I'd separate myself from you. After so much suffering. I've finally found unvarnished truth. I
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Song Thank God I Found You - Mariah Carey, Joe, 98 Degrees. (Mariah). I would give up everything. Before I'd separate myself from you. After so much suffering. I've finally found unvarnished truth. I
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Taking on water, sailing a restless sea. From a memory, a fantasy. The wind carries into white water. Far from the islands don't you know you're Never going to get to France. Mary Queen of chance
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Bài hát No Man's Land (Green Fields Of France) - Joss Stone, Jeff Beck. Well, how do you do, William Mcbride?. Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?. And rest for awhile in the warm
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. Longs courriers qui cherchaient un reve. Et n'ont pas revu leur pays. Ne m'appelez plus jamais "France". La France elle m'a laiss tomber. Ne m'appelez plus jamais "France". C'est ma dernire volont
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I'm not the brightest crayon in the box. Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks. I barely even know how to put on my own pants. But I'm a genius in France, genius in France, genius in France
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The loneliness of nights alone. the search for strength to carry on. my every hope has seemed to die. my eyes had no more tears to cry. then like the sun shining up above. you surrounded me with your
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Verse 1. When I’m done with you. You’ll be able to carry a tune. I’mma take you to school. And teach you how to use this microphone. Bridge. Oh oh oh. Like oh oh oh. I’ll make you scream at the top of
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(Verse) . I caught myself again laying in bed starring at your picture . I told myself I wouldn’t do that anymore. . The afternoon is my morning, it’s almost 4PM . Before I get up and drag myself out
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