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Và khi màn đêm dần buông . Khi anh nhớ em nhiều dần . Chỉ là do vòng tay của anh . Không thể giữ được em ờ lại . Và anh nhận ra mình sai . Khi em đã muốn dừng lại. Sẽ tốt cho cả hai . Baby anh muốm
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từ đâu mà ra. Xinh thật xinh như Ngọc Trinh đang ở giữa chốn bùng binh. Anh lặng thinh à. But baby anh thích thú, u know. But baby anh thích zoo, u know. Làm sao thôi mong ngóng, khi em. Cho con tim
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Anh đâu muốn xa em . Như vậy đâu . Ánh mắt đó anh đã tìm về . Như ngày xưa . Của hình bóng ai kia đã dần phai . Một mình trong gió mùa thu . Anh nhớ em. Cảm nhận tình yêu mãi đong đầy . Trong lòng
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Là khi bên em bao cơn đau sẽ mất đi . Con tim anh sẽ không thấy suy. . Yêu em nhớ em . cho dù mai sau này . Giờ đây anh muốn . Em là . Của anh . Thôi mà . Chẳng thể nào xoá đi được . Vì anh chỉ
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thôi. . Nhưng anh chỉ muốn thấy em. VÌ THẤY EM LUÔN VUI CẠNH AI. BIẾT BAO CẢM XÚC SAO THỂ DIỄN TẢ LẠI Đ Y. VÀ BAO ĐÊM TH U NGỒI NGHĨ VỀ EM. NGHĨ VỀ NHỮNG LỜI MÀ ANH CHƯA NÓI. MONG CHỜ MỘT NGÀY EM SẼ
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Come make your complaint to Bootleg Saint. (He's been gone, keepin' on, keepin' on for your freedom). Black boots, brown skin, he's chemical roots. He's taking back the city one sinner at a time
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One two three four. (Ooh oh) (Ooo ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick). Well way up north where the air gets cold. There's a tale about Christmas. That you've all been told. And a real famous cat
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Hammer and a nail. Hammer and a nail. Saint behind the glass. Holds a hammer and a nail Baby in his arms. Baby in his arms. Saint behind the glass. Has a baby in his arms Watches me sleep
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gonna stare you down. You cook much better on a lower flame. You burn much better when the sun goes down And heaven can wait. But you ought to be a saint. I've got your very best intentions. Helping
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"Don't that man look pretty". The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity". Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk grittyIt's so hard to be a saint in the city. I was the king if the alley
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe. Either way, you are the answer
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner (Acoustic) - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe. Either way, you are
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. My last bottle of chablis. I'll survive the winter of paris Cars a la plage de saint tropez. A summer day I meet you there. I take your hand I say mon chere. And we're in love. Cars a la plage de
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say. "I will wash away your fears and stay with you for years" I lay beneath the wings of an angel. I'm standing in the shadow of a saint. All roads are long and no one can deny them. Everything
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for the first time in my life I hear a saint down the hall. He sings to us all. And it rings out loud I feel like I'm living. I feel like a baby. And I feel evrything for the first time in my life
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I ant no saint. I can't turn the other cheek. I ain't no saint. But you can cool my temper. By the words you speak. I'll tell you straight from the shoulder. Straight from the hip. I'm falling
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Song Saint To A Sinner - Loretta Lynn. You put a halo and wings around me. Now you say that I have gone bad. But while you were busy with business and booze. I lost the wings and the halo I had. You
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner (Live - Wheels Up 2015 Tour) - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe
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Getting off this carousel, you can do as you please. You go to hell, you put my back against the wall. Well, I'm not gonna fall on my knees, no, not at all So you're a saint, I'm a sinner but
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Supper time in the hole. Supper time in the hole. I shame my family, shame my home. Supper time Old Saint John on death row. He's just waiting for a pardon. Old Saint John on death row. He's
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. Sinner or a saint. Sinner or a saint. Be what you love or what you hate. A sinner. I could be a, I could be a, I could be a Make our ways through the town, makin' sounds, feel our mind and our senses
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down. You come to ground. Your word is not enough So gather round here everyone. You know your patron saint he's gone. And he won't come back. Caught in the crossfire. And he was caught in the
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I was lost in the dark. And the fear was in my heart. All around me the forest and the rain. Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night. I must be getting near Saint Peter's Gate When
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You were the shadow. To my light. Did you feel us. Another start. You fade away. Afraid our aim is out of sight. Wanna see us. Alight. Where are you now. Where are you now. Where are you now. Was it
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When I was 10 I wanted to explore the World. There were these older kids at school who'd gone all the way to Somerset. Just to see Peter Gabriel's house, Peter Gabriel from Genesis. They way
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side. When you’re awake I’ll be your still. Close your eyes, put a smile on your face. Don’t be scared ‘coz. I’ll be there to hold you tight. You’re the king, you’re the queen. You’re saint of my life
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Bài hát Ain't No Saint - Peg Parnevik. Mama didn't raise no saint. Grew up in the clouds with the boys and the bay. Daddy didn't raise no fool. No. Living for myself (yeah) forgot about you. Taking
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dig, Santa comes on big He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most. When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast. And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick. Incomprehensible a lick on the peppermint
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dig, Santa comes on big He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most. When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast. And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick. Incomprehensible a lick on the peppermint
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may be just the stars so bright. That shined above you Our first Christmas. More than we'd be dreaming of. Oh, Saint Nicholas had his fingers crossed. That we would fall in love It could have been
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the locust nest. Salem's site invites incest Back to the glen where the roses twine. Treacle tarts and turpentine. Patron saint of guillotines. A secret's safe when no one sees She sings the
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One two three four. (Ooh oh) (Ooo ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick). Well way up north where the air gets cold. There's a tale about Christmas. That you've all been told. And a real famous cat
