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not change a thing So lay down a back beat. Crank up your trusty Gibson. Let's give it everything we got just one more time. Lovin' the life we're livin'. Playin' that Georgia rhythm. Nothin' else
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Atlanta Rhythm Section. Neon Nites We were two crazy people. It was a neon nite. A little glitter. Multi-colored slides There was some high stepping. Oh, what a life. With those high rolling
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(Mannie Fresh). What you working with? (Lil' Wayne). Nigga, what section you be representing?. Look, Look. Well in my section we be thugging hard. Moving weight everyday on the boulevard
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In the cool of the evenin' when everything is gettin' kind of groovy. I call you up and ask you if you'd like to go with me and see a movie. First you say, no, you've got some plans for the night.
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Doraville. Touch of country in the city. Doraville. It ain't much, but it's home Friends of mine. Say I oughta move to New York. New York's fine. But it ain't Doraville Every night. I make a li
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. Three days into a six week tour,. gettin' in the rhythm of the road. . We pick and sing,. say ""goodnight"" then we'll be flyin'. My world's a chain of one-night-stands. strung together by the
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Hi-Lili-hi-lo. . On every tree there is a bird. Singing a song of love. On every tree there is a bird. And every one I'd ever heard. Could brake my heart without a word. Singing a song of love
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Hi, hi hi Hazel, nice to see you in the neighbourhood. Looking good, hi hi Hazel, when I saw you go walking by. Closed my eyes, I said, now that girl takes some beatin'. Get a load of those fancy
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Well it was rock 'n roll rhythm and a bottle of booze. And a wild eyed woman, then she brought home the news. And then she warned me once, she warned me twice. Woman found out that I don't take
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Welcome to the colored section. Welcome to the negro league. Sign your name on the black list and know this. It's American history See what it is to be blackmailed. (Blackmailed). See a real
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Bài hát Rhythm Of The Rain - The Cascades. Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain . Telling me just what a fool I've been . I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain . And let me be alone
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Song Chained To The Rhythm - Katy Perry, Skip Marley. Verse 1 Katy Perry. Are we crazy?. Living our lives through a lens. Trapped in our white-picket fence. Like ornaments. So comfortable, we live in
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Paper fans in sweaty hands. Shooing flies away. Reflections on a porch. A shelter from the scorch. When dog days came around Babies squalled as August crawled. Past old folks in the shade. The w
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Imaginary lovers never turn you down. When all the others turn you away they're around It's my private pleasure midnight fantasy. Someone to share my wildest dreams with me Imaginary lover, you're m
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