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our ne-ne-nervous systems jerk. . Pretending not to notice. How history had forebode us. With the green house in effect. Our environment was wrecked. . Now I can only laugh. As I read our
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couple a rounds . Hundred thousand dollars in an old suitcase . He had a green house in his crawl space. Chorus. When the lights come on in a sleepy little town . There ain't no secrets when the truth
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to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they'll all come to meet me. Arms reaching, smiling sweetly. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home The old house is still standing. Though
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good to touch the green, green grass of home The old house is still standing. Though the paint is cracked and dry. And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on Down the lane I walk with my
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good to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me, arms a-reached smiling sweetly. It's so good to touch the green, green grass of home The old house is still standing
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good to touch the green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. The old house is still standing tho
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the house,. Cook of the house. . The salads in the bowl,. The rice is on the stove. Green beans in the colander and where the resy is heaven only knows. . Cinnamon, garlic, salt, pepper, corn
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the house,. Cook of the house. . The salads in the bowl,. The rice is on the stove. Green beans in the colander and where the resy is heaven only knows. . Cinnamon, garlic, salt, pepper, corn
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the house,. Cook of the house. . The salads in the bowl,. The rice is on the stove. Green beans in the colander and where the resy is heaven only knows. . Cinnamon, garlic, salt, pepper, corn
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Bài hát Green Light - R. Kelly. Woah, oh yeah, ohh. Just give me the green light. Oh girl. Give me the green light. And I'll go. Verse 1. I'm at your door, don't cry no more. Now what was you sayin
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Bài hát Green Light - R. Kelly. Woah, oh yeah, ohh. Just give me the green light. Oh girl. Give me the green light. And I'll go. Verse 1. I'm at your door, don't cry no more. Now what was you sayin
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a waitin' tables at the House of Seven Gables. And there's where she met the man from Bowling Green. He was somewhat older with hair down to his shoulders. He knew how to touch a lady and he must've
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(CHORUS) HOUSE MUSIC. HOUSE MUSIC (CHORUS)
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(CHORUS) HOUSE MUSIC. HOUSE MUSIC (CHORUS)
