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Bài hát Men Without Women - Little Steven & The Disciples of Soul. I worked all day and all night too. I just can't see enough of you. But the things men without women do. You just don't understand
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frame. Every man is not the same. Some men reach beyond the pain. Of understanding women Just let me be the final word. In the book we haven't written. I won't be another page. In understanding
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Oh . Now women is losers. Now women is losers,. Women is losers, oh,. And then women is losers. Well, I know you must-a heard it all,. I said now. Men always seem to end up on top anyway. Oh
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Oh . Now women is losers. Now women is losers,. Women is losers, oh,. And then women is losers. Well, I know you must-a heard it all,. I said now. Men always seem to end up on top anyway. Oh
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Manx Needs Women. (Instrumental)
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seems to be some kind of fight Women seem to love houses. I've bought a couple for one or two. Women seem to think all men are louses. And I guess I think so too Women seem so much smarter. Than your
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Why do the men stray?. Why do the women pray?. Why do the men fight?. Why do the women sympathize? Whoa, it was easier before I loved. Before this heart was turned to stone. Before this blood
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really see. . 10. 000 women all dressed in white. 10. 000 women all dressed in white. Standing at my window wishing me goodnight. . 10. 000 men looking so lean and frail. 10. 000 men looking so
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Song Valley of the Lost Women - . The windows are frigidaire icebergs. Frozen in prickly heat. The vanishing cream victims. Are drip fed amnesia neat. Where the test card melodies warm you. In powder
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men! Those baritone women!. They are not your friend!. You will make a mistake. If you go there again!
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. And she's screaming. (All men lie, oooh). Baby, it's the truth. I know the grass ain't always green on the other side. If all men lie, tell me what do women do. (That's all niggas do). If all men lie
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Ten women. Ten women between you and me. Ten women. Ten women, the nightmare, the fantasy Ten women, the thrill and the shame. Ten women, I miss you the same. While you're kissing the ring of
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(B. Cummings - D. Troiano). . Colder women light a fire in me. Bolder women seem to tire of me. Older women put desire in me. But without 'em to hold, where would this poor man be?. . Crazy
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said, . Do you come from a land down under . Where women glow and men plunder . Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder . You better run, you better take cover . Buying bread from a man in Brussels
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Mars needs women. Angry red women. Mars needs women. Angry red women Can you hear it calling?. Hijack what you're wanting. A sweet ride, baby. With a broken face Stop, look, dig it. If she
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Mars needs women. Angry red women. Mars needs women. Angry red women Can you hear it calling?. Hijack what you're wanting. A sweet ride, baby. With a broken face Stop, look, dig it. If she
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Waiting, we were waiting. As the traffic moved through all our hearts and our heads. But things were different then. For the quiet men Shifting, things were shifting. Through the walls and halls
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Take your mind back. I don't know when. Sometime when it always seemed to be just us and them. Girls that wore pink. And boys that wore blue. Boys that always grew up better men than me and you
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