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I had a dream, Mr. King, if you'll beg my pardon. I was trespassing a sacred garden. And the blossoms fell and they dropped like candy. And the nature cried, "Gandhi, Gandhi". And the nature
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si fa sempre pi? Un'utopia. Se l'amore? Ceco va. E non guarda dove va. Rassomiglia un poco a me. Madame. Madame. Ma l'amore come va. Zoppicando qua e l?. Ma tu insisti che mi vuoi. Madame
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Down on Cyprus Avenue. With a childlike vision leaping into view. Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe. Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George. Marching with the soldier boy behind. He's much
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Down on Cyprus Avenue. With a childlike vision leaping into view. Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe. Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George. Marching with the soldier boy behind. He's much
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Down on Cyprus Avenue. With a childlike vision leaping into view. Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe. Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George. Marching with the soldier boy behind. He's much
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Next week on U-62, he's back. And this time he's mad. Gandhi II No more Mr. Passive Resistance. He's out to kick some butt. This is one bad mother. You don't wanna mess with. "Don't move
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bringin' me down. I saw an Indian roller. Today on the line. It was the forty eighth hour. We fought our forty eighth fight. Madame Helga's folly. Is where I spent last night She's been married not
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Time after time I sit and I wait for your call. I know I'm a fool but what can I say. Whatever the price I'll pay for you, Madame Blue. Once long ago, a word from your lips and the world turned
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Madame Nostalgie. Depuis le temps que tu radotes. Et que tu vas de porte en porte. Rйpandre ta mйlancolie. . Madame Nostalgie. Avec tes yeux noyйs de brume. Et tes rancњurs et tes rancunes
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Down on cyprus avenue. With a childlike vision leaping into view. Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe. Ford & fitzroy, madame george. Marching with the soldier boy behind. Hes much older
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Bài hát Madame Guillotine (The Scarlet Pimpernel Original Broadway) - V. A. I know the gutter and I know the stink of the street. Kicked like a dog, I have spat out the bile of defeat. All you
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bring me down. I saw an Indian roller. Today on the line. . It was the forty eighth hour. We fought our forty eighth fight. Madame Helga's folly. Is where I spent last night. . She's been married
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bring me down. I saw an Indian roller. Today on the line. . It was the forty eighth hour. We fought our forty eighth fight. Madame Helga's folly. Is where I spent last night. . She's been married
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