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So few years ago her daddy held her in his arms. Snugged the blanket around her feet to help and keep 'em warm. When he kissed her tender cheek, oh, how her eyes would shine. His ev'ry dream was
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So few years ago her daddy held her in his arms. Snugged the blanket around her feet to help and keep 'em warm. When he kissed her tender cheek, oh, how her eyes would shine. His ev'ry dream was
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. Your the one that he adores. Don't you see. (don't you see). . In his heart, in his soul, he will always love you that's forever. In his heart, in his soul, you will always be together. . (A
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. Your the one that he adores. Don't you see. (don't you see). . In his heart, in his soul, he will always love you that's forever. In his heart, in his soul, you will always be together. . (A
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hard on a child when his car. Ucked up. buy me a volvo, faaather. Harry-as-a-boy. Isn't it terrific, artificial rhonda! Crab-grass baby. One-adam-twelve. see the enormous white pompadour! ha-ha-ha
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, hey. (Bop shoo wa 'n' bop bop shoo wa). . Hey, hey. (Bop shoo wa 'n' bop bop shoo wa). Hey, please say you do. (Bop shoo wa). . Well, I talk about boys. (Yeah, yeah, boys). Don't you know, I
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Strumming dub plates with our fingers,. Eliminate sounds with our song,. Killing a sound boy with this sound,. Killing a sound boy with this sound,. Taking sound boys’ lives with this dub,. Killing
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little guitar notes, he hears, somewhere i. Back of his head, the voice of mrs. borg, taunting him Mrs. borg's voice. Turn it down!. Turn it down!. I have children. Sleeping here!. Don't you boys
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his voodoo. He was going to show me spring. And right there for a minute. I knew you so well Got an angry snatch. Girls you know what I mean. When swivelin' that hip doesn't do the trick. Me
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inspired sorta jazz when he walk. Where's his jacket and his old blue jeans?. If this ain't healthy is it some kinda clean?. I think that Chuck E's in love. Chuck E's in love. I don't believe what you're
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I've grown accustomed to his face. He almost makes the day begin. I've grown accustomed. To the tune that he whistles night and noon. . His smiles, his frowns. His ups, his downs. Are second
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I've grown accustomed to his face. He almost makes the day begin. I've grown accustomed. To the tune that he whistles night and noon. . His smiles, his frowns. His ups, his downs. Are second
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