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Jim, doesn't ever bring me pretty flowers. Jim, never tries to cheer my lonely hours. Don't know why I'm so crazy for Jim Jim, never tells me, I'm his heart's desire. I've never seem to set his
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Bài hát Linked - Jim Yosef, Anna Yvette. Anna Yvette. More then lovers. Destined to find, one another. Like lightning and thunder. Can't have one without the other (woah). It was written in the stars
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Way up yonder above the sky. A bluebird lived in a jaybird's eye Buckeye Jim, you can't go. Go weave and spin, you can't go. Buckeye Jim Way up yonder above the moon. A blue jay nest in a silver
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Hello, Jim. What do you say. Remember my love. That I lost her yesterday. . Hey, tell me, Jim. What's new with you. You found another girl. Well, I hope she'll be true. . Jim, you can't
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Song Ringing The Bells For Jim - Johnny Cash. The father heard church bells at midnight. A wrong time for church bells to chime. He went to the tower, found a little girl there. Said, "Why ring
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Look what Jim Crow's done and gone. Went and changed his name. Don't know what he's going by these days. But he's still actin' the same. You can call it what you want to. But it's still a
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Old Jim Crow, where you been, baby?. Down Mississippi and back again. Old Jim Crow, don't you know?. It's all over now Old Jim Crow, what's wrong with you?. It ain't your name, it's the things
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Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye, I could see it. And he stuttered sometimes. And he needed a girl friend night times. Didn't know how to go about it. Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson. . All
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Wilson. Chorus. Hey girl, How you doin'. My name is Charile, last name Wilson. I was wonderin' if I could take you out. Show you a good time, invite you to my house. Here is my number, girl you can
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Time 258 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap. Producer brian wilson/russ titelman. Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m recording studios. Brian wilson/eugene landy I
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Song Oh Boy - Jim McNaught. All of my love, all of my kissin'. You don't know what you've been missin', oh boy! (Oh boy!). When you're with me, oh boy! (Oh boy!). The world can see that you were
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Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye, I could see it. And he stuttered sometimes. And he needed a girl friend night times. Didn't know how to go about it. Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson. . All
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I believe you Mr. Wilson. I believe the things you say. And I'm always thinking of you. When I hear your music play And you know it's true. That Wales is not like California in any way. And
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