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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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Bài Tango Tím . Author Trần Thiện Thanh. Bài tango tím như cánh pensee buồn. Như tiếng cô đơn tận cùng tâm hồn. Bài tango tím tôi viết chiều mưa rơị. Chiều mưa hắt hiu,chiều mưa tiếc nuốị. Bài tango
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don't feel no shame. . There's an island. In my soul. There's desire. Burnin' deep down, down below. . Dance demons. Lose control. This is a metal a metal tango. Dance demons. Don't you know
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don't feel no shame. There's an island. In my soul. There's desire. Burnin' deep down, down below. Dance demons, lose control. This is a metal, a metal tango. Dance demons - don't you know. This
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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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****. You look like the tango man. Boge, boge bo do the tango. Boge, boge bo do the tango Slap, bang was on the fake tan b****. You look like the tango man. Boge, boge bo do the tango. Boge, boge bo do
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Deep down in my soul I hate rock and roll. And I don't like the way that them drummers beat on them drums. They always hum along, out of tune. But I can see Valentino and me when I hear a tango
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Deep down in my soul I hate rock and roll. And I don't like the way that them drummers beat on them drums. They always hum along, out of tune. But I can see Valentino and me when I hear a tango
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All right! It's Zee Wango, Zee Tango. 1-2-3-4. Come on boys. Time to Wango My baby she like to rock. My baby she like to roll. My baby she can dance all night. My baby got no control. She do
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All right! It's Zee Wango, Zee Tango. 1-2-3-4. Come on boys. Time to Wango My baby she like to rock. My baby she like to roll. My baby she can dance all night. My baby got no control. She do
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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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Y'a eu le tango des fauvettes. Y'a eu le tango de Manon. L' tango des bouch' et d' la Villette. Et le tango des papillons. Mais moi et mes copains. Celui qu'on aime par dessus tout. Celui qui
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Bài hát The Funeral Of Hearts (Radio Edit) - HIM . 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
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Bài hát El Choclo (Tango 28) - Nat King Cole. Con este tango que es burln y compadrito. Se at dos alas las emocin de mi suburbio. Con este tango naci un tango y como un grito. Sali del srdido barrial
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clouds look just like dirty sheep. But at least he's got a job and he knows he can't complain' And you may think that this song comes too late. But lest we forget. This Tango Atlantico isn't over yet
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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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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
