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Bài hát Style - Taylor Swift. Midnight,. You come and pick me up, no headlights. A long drive,. Could end in burning flames or paradise. Fade into view, oh, it's been a while since I have even heard
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'Cause I heard it in the wind. And I saw it in the sky. And I thought it was the end. I thought it was the 4th of July Pale in the flare light the scared light cracks and disappears. And leads the
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'Cause I heard it in the wind. And I saw it in the sky. And I thought it was the end. I thought it was the 4th of July Pale in the flare light the scared light cracks and disappears. And leads the
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cigarette alone. The Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July. Hey baby, it's the Fourth of July. It's the Fourth of July She gives me her cheek but I want her the lips
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Sometimes, 'bout every twenty years. It comes, and everyone's in fear. We pray, and hope we will survive. If they don't like me then I die. No, I ain't talkin' 'bout style. Cause style can make
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It's warm outside. But I can hear the snow. Falling on my window. I had to go away. To somewhere deeper down I know it's my mistake. To take off out of this town. And June becomes July This
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. And it's so grammable, babe. I like your fashion style, it drives me crazy. Hey, you're my type. One and only, don't be Kylie, Palvin, Cara. Truly divine, new style in making. You got me fly high. So
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ti4th of july. ar. al. Every little kiss I tend to hold. Precious in my heart you've turned to gold. Love's not the word to explain. Just how I feel. It seemed like a dream but I'm wide-awake. And
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. when I know that you're the one. the rain falls on the window while we're making love, making love, July rain. July Rain (x8). She says it isn't like her to get this much into a guy. but now she's
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tiFourth Of July. arMariah Carey. alButterfly. offset500. Trembling starry eyed. As you put your hand in mine. It was twilight. On the Fourth of July. Sparkling colors were. Strewn across the sky
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The moon is full but my arms are empty. All night long how I've pleaded and cried. You always said the day that you would leave me. Would be a cold day in July Your bags are packed and not a word
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The moon is full and my arms are empty. All nigt long I've pleaded and cried. You always said the day that you would leave me. Would be a cold day in July. . Your bags are packed not a word is
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lighting up the sky. Like bright flashing fireworks on the 4th of July. No, I won't forget and I don't regret. Losing my myself deep inside of your eyes. That night I'll remember for the rest of my life
