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I can see Martina as a child of three. In the sad seclusion of her nursery. Go outside, Martina! Go outside and play. Never speak, Martina, put your toys away. So her days were loveless. And her
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são tão difíceis de viver. É penitência não dar um espaço para o amor. Eu não consigo tirar você da cabeça. Sigo sonhando e tentando afogar a solidão No mar, no mar. No mar, no mar Eu não consigo
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Ride. Artist Martina Mcbride. Yeah ahh yeah. You wake up from your dream and, and you don't want to face the day. You can't find a reason to think your world will ever change. You can hide beneath
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Surrender. Artist Martina Mcbride. Baby why did we get into this. If all we’re gonna do is fight. About kids and money and stupid little things. Someone’s always is gotta be right. I was just
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Ride. Artist Martina Mcbride. Yeah ahh yeah. You wake up from your dream and, and you don't want to face the day. You can't find a reason to think your world will ever change. You can hide beneath
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Wild Angels. Martina Mcbride. Between the perfect world and the bottom line. Keeping love alive in these troubled times. It's a miracle in itself. And we know too well what that's about. Still we
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Happy Girl - Martina Mcbride. Happy Girl. I used to live in a darkend room. Had a face of stone. And a heart of gloom. Lost my hope,I was so far gone. Cryin all my tears. With the curtains drawn. I
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Song Broken Umbrella - Martina McBride. You're walking around, rain coming down. I don't mind at all. Let all the clouds tear up and drown us. Winter, spring, summer, or fall . Cuz when I'm with
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Concrete Angel. Artist Martina Mcbride. She walks to school with the lunch She packed. Nobody knows what she's Holdin' back. Wearin' the same dress She wore yesterday. She hides the bruises with
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Happy Girl - Martina Mcbride. Happy Girl. I used to live in a darkend room. Had a face of stone. And a heart of gloom. Lost my hope,I was so far gone. Cryin all my tears. With the curtains drawn. I
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Independence Day. Artist Martina Mcbride. Well she seemed all right by dawns early light. Though she looked a little worried and weak. She tried to pretend he wasn't drinkin' again. But daddy left
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My Baby Loves Me. Artist Martina Mcbride. Don't need no copy of Vogue magazine. Don't need to dress like no beauty queen. High heels or sneakers he don't give a damn. My baby loves me just the way
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My Baby Loves Me. Artist Martina Mcbride. Don't need no copy of Vogue magazine. Don't need to dress like no beauty queen. High heels or sneakers he don't give a damn. My baby loves me just the way
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I Love You. Artist Martina McBride. Yeah. The sun is shining everyday. The clouds never get in the way for you and me. I've known you just a week or two. But baby I'm so into you I can hardly
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A Broken Wing. Artist Martina Mcbride. She loved him like he was the last man on earth. Gave him everything she ever had. He'd break her spirit down. Then come lovin' up on her. Give a little Then
