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So they say he's there with the stars with his eyes in the dark. There's a man in the moon in the sky. When it shines and you can see his face in the light he's the man. And he's there with the stars
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On the inside flap of a matchbook cover. She made me the kind of offer. That no man in a weak state could outrun. I tried to think what a gentleman would say. Turnin' that kind of opportunity
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Song No Man In His Wrong Heart - Gary Allan. On the inside flap of a matchbook cover. She made me the kind of offer. That no man in a weak state could outrun. I tried to think what a gentleman
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When I was a baby girl, mama put in me. You can be anything that you wanna be. Now, that I'm older and I'm much bolder. A time or two love has walked out on me I don't know why, guess it was the
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I'm the man in the box . Buried in my sit. Won't you come and save me, save me . Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? . Jesus Christ, deny your maker . He who tries, will be wasted . Feed my eyes now
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tiThe Man In Me. arBob Dylan. alNew Morning. The Man In Me. Bob Dylan. la la la. . The man in me will do nearly any task,. And as for compensation, there\'s little he would ask. Take a woman like
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there and he had hair galore. . The man in the looking glass, who can he be?. The man in the looking glass, can he possibly be me?. Where's our young Romeo, the lad who used to sigh?. Who's the
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When in love with a blind man. You watch what you say. And you watch yourself burn. With dreams of escapin'. Make love to the man that shapes your behavior When in love with a blind man. You
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When in love with a blind man. You watch what you say. And you watch yourself burn. With dreams of escapin'. Make love to the man that shapes your behavior When in love with a blind man. You
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I'd invite you back to my place. It's only mine because it holds my suitcase. It looks home to me alright. But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night Must I be the man in a suitcase. Is it me
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Bài hát Man In The Middle - ABBA. Did you see that man in the limousine. With the pretty doll, he is fifty and the girl's only seventeen. But she doesn't care, and she never will. If he's ninety-five
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I'll be the last man home. I am the last man stand survivor. I'll be the last man home You're all alone sitting in the corner. You've got a killer stare. Who's messing round with you in the
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I'm the man in the box. Buried in my *. Won't you come and save me. Save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?. Jesus Christ, deny your maker. He who tries, will be wasted. Feed my eyes
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I'm the man in the box . Buried in my sit. Won't you come and save me, save me . Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? . Jesus Christ, deny your maker . He who tries, will be wasted . Feed my eyes now
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Bài hát Man In The Long Black Coat - Joan Osborne. Crickets are chirpin' the water is high. There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry. Window's wide open African trees. Bent over backwards
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Wise Man In Your Heart - daevid allen, mike howlett, . Pierre moerlen. . . I met a man a wise old man. The day I lost my pride. He told me he belonged to me. But from me he would hide. But
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sweet. He grabs his boots and his coat. Leaves a note that says, 'I love you'. And runs to catch a bus down at the end of market street It took some time to figure it out. He's a rich man living in a
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someone thinks he's got a right. To say what's good for you So how do you know. That the man in the street don't care?. And why don't you care. When the man in the street don't know, anyway? I'm not a
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The steps that lead to any church. Form a stairway to a star. They're part of God and should be trod. More often than they are I believe in the man in the sky. I believe with his help I'll get by
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The steps that lead to any church. Form a stairway to a star. They're part of God and should be trod. More often than they are I believe in the man in the sky. I believe with his help I'll get by
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rich man toasting to the people below. He's just standing at his window sipping *** Perignon. Because he feels like the king of Kabuki-Cho. Who oh oh. She's got a suitcase full of big dreams. She's in a
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Another year has passed me by . Still I look a myself and cry . What kind of man have I become? . All of the years I've spent in search of myself . And I'm still in the dark . 'Cause I can't seem to
