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Bài hát It'S Raining Men - The Weather Girls. Hi, hi we're your weather girls. Ah-huh. And have we got news for you. You better listen. Get ready, all you lonely girls. And leave those umbrellas at
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my door. Pre-Chorus Michael. The stupid truth is I'm so bad for you. Chorus Luke/All. Oh-no-no-no, I can't take it. Oh-no-no-no, I won't break your heart again. I don't wanna be a monster among men. Oh
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Verse 1. Distant flickerings, greener scenery. This weather's bringing it all back again. Great adventures, faces in condensation. I'm going outside to take it all in. Chorus. You say too late to
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No weak men in the books at home. The strong men who have made the world. History lives on the books at home. The books at home It's not made by great men. It's not made by great men. It's not
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Waiting, we were waiting. As the traffic moved through all our hearts and our heads. But things were different then. For the quiet men Shifting, things were shifting. Through the walls and halls
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. . . Chorus. Motownphilly's back again. Doin' a little east coast song. Boyz II Men going off. Not too hard, not too soft. . . The spotlight is on us now. Watch us do this. Da da, daaa da da, da da da
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. . . Chorus. Motownphilly's back again. Doin' a little east coast song. Boyz II Men going off. Not too hard, not too soft. . . The spotlight is on us now. Watch us do this. Da da, daaa da da, da da da
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. . . Chorus. Motownphilly's back again. Doin' a little east coast song. Boyz II Men going off. Not too hard, not too soft. . . The spotlight is on us now. Watch us do this. Da da, daaa da da, da da da
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not seen any results after. Men using women like how they use plaster. Look how the girls wrecking the corner. What Buju Banton say. hea hea Chorus Repeat all verses Look at the girl moving in the
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Made Men, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). L O X, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). Made Men, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). . L O X, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). Made Men, motherfuckers
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Made Men, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). L O X, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). Made Men, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). . L O X, motherfuckers. (Motherfuckers). Made Men, motherfuckers
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Bridge. Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell. Ringing out the first? No. Joyous chimes ring loud and clear. Spreading word the Saviour's here Chorus. Humble men kneel down to pray. On this very
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Bridge. Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell. Ringing out the first? No. Joyous chimes ring loud and clear. Spreading word the Saviour's here Chorus. Humble men kneel down to pray. On this very
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Whatever Oh you, you come to me. Oh so perfectly, yeah, yeah. So perfectly made And you're all that you are. And you're all that you said. You're so exquisitely bred. Oh babe, what more can I say
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nobody looking. Slide, you're coming my way. Shake, like you know what you're doing. We're out all night and sleep all day Na, na, na, na, men in love. Na, na, na, na, men in love with each other, hey
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nobody looking. Slide, you're coming my way. Shake, like you know what you're doing. We're out all night and sleep all day Na, na, na, na, men in love. Na, na, na, na, men in love with each other, hey
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How can it feel so nice?. Why does it feel so right?. I think I've been somewhere special. I want to go back there Sleep, I think I will, go back to sleep. Oh it's so cold and shivery outside my c
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are green. With those big, large heads. Something off of the movie screen. Liw liw, liw liw,. Liw liw, liw (chorus). little green men, they look so funny. funny green men. I want one to have and
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I am alone, surrounded by. The colour blue. Inside a poem, the only. Words I ever knew Yeah, I washin' my hands. Of the many years untold. For now I am banned. My future is to unfold Would you t
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I am a mirror with no reflection. I am a razor without my blade. I am the daylight when the moon shines no. Who will want to make my sand castle that's already made I feel so useless, do you? Speak
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Chorus. Here's to future days (Oh future days). Here's to future days (Oh oh). (Repeat chorus X 3). I'm sick and tired of repeating history. Of waving flags that don't mean much to me. Black
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. Through celluloid across the country. Little green men. Eyes shielded with a shaky hand. The women screaming. And the children gather and wonder. Who's there. Who's there. Fond of a night out in
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Chorus. Hey ladies. Why is that men can go do us wrong. Why is that we just decide to keep holdin' on. Why is that we never seem to just have the strength to leave. Well he's got to go, he's got
