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Bài hát Perfect Strangers - Jonas Blue, JP Cooper. Verse 1 JP Cooper. You were looking at me like you wanted to stay. When I saw you yesterday. I'm not wasting your time, I'm not playing no games. I
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Verse 1 JP Cooper. I keep seeing you lately. Singing your favorite songs out loud. And it's making me go crazy. Wish that I could take you out. Oh, I can't afford it. But I can write a song and
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Song; Miss Ann - Johnny Winter. Oh, oh, oh, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can. Believin' and deceivin', it's drivin' me to
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this way Carrie ann, don't ask me why. Baby I work so hard just to hide my emotions. Carrie ann, words can't explain. The way that I feel in my heart Lovers' hearts never quite beat in time. They
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?. Tongue-tied, screaming on the inside. When I say that we broke up and they ask why. Are you crying in the shower like a freak?. Or is it just me?. Verse 2 JP Cooper. It's been three months and two days and
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Well now, oh Mary Ann. Well you sure look fine. Well, oh oh now. I could love you all the time. . Well, now oh Mary Ann. I said baby, don't ya know. Well now, oh oh baby. Don't ya know
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Ann, oh, my dear Ann. You hit me in my face again. Ann, oh, my dear Ann. You made me feel a lonely man. You made me feel a lonely man. . Ann, oh, my dear Ann. With your ice cold words. I just
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Verse 1 JP Cooper. Oh no, I'm straight in at the deep end. It was just a quiet drink with my friends. My god, I even chose a place you wouldn't be seen dead in. It's a Friday. You never used to go
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I'm Eighteen. Alice Cooper. (Bruce, Cooper, Dunaway, Smith, Buxton). . Lines form on my face and hands. Lines form from the ups and downs. I'm in the middle without any plans. I'm a boy and
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I'm Eighteen. Alice Cooper. (Bruce, Cooper, Dunaway, Smith, Buxton). . Lines form on my face and hands. Lines form from the ups and downs. I'm in the middle without any plans. I'm a boy and
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Song I Wanna Be Yours - John Cooper Clarke. I wanna be your vacuum cleaner. Breathing in your dust. I wanna be your Ford Cortina. I will never rust. If you like your coffee hot. Let me be your coffee
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Song Night People - John Cooper Clarke. Quite a party we have found. Mantovani flooding the lounge. Polite people, crazy feet. Night people. funky but neat. Burt Bacarach. a zillion strings. cool
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