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left on the curb. When he dropped you off at East 83rd Oh oh oh. (Oh oh oh). You're a native New Yorker. You should know the score by now. (You should know by now). You're a native New Yorker New
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Dig the music Mr. DJ Sound system (sound system). Heavy rhythm. Disco jive, conquer I no. Sound system (sound system). Juke box jive can't cramp I style. Sock it to me sister. Move and mash it
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to blame, I'm the one who wears the crown who are you to call my name, call my name Ooh, you've lost your native skin. Ooh, you've lost your native skin. Ooh, you've lost your native skin. Ooh
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Dig the music Mr. DJ. . Sound system (sound system). Heavy rhythm. Disco jive, conquer I no. Sound system (sound system). Juke box jive can't cramp I style. . Sock it to me sister. Move and
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Dig the music Mr. DJ. . Sound system (sound system). Heavy rhythm. Disco jive, conquer I no. Sound system (sound system). Juke box jive can't cramp I style. . Sock it to me sister. Move and
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that got left on the curb (left on. the curb). When he dropped you off at East and the Third. Oh, oh, oh. You're a native New Yorker (New York City girl). You should know the score by now. You're a
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Bài hát Native American - Steven Van Zandt. Ho Ka Hey Wah Nah. Ho Ka Hey Wah Nah Woh. Ho Ka Hey Wah Nah. Ho Ka Hey Wah Nah Woh. War Cry of the Lakota Sioux - "Let's Go - Now". Life was forever when
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that got left on the curb (left on. The curb). When he dropped you off at East and the Third. Oh, oh, oh. You're a native New Yorker (New York City girl). You should know the score by now. You're a
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that got left on the curb (left on. The curb). When he dropped you off at East and the Third. Oh, oh, oh. You're a native New Yorker (New York City girl). You should know the score by now. You're a
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that got left on the curb (left on. The curb). When he dropped you off at East and the Third. Oh, oh, oh. You're a native New Yorker (New York City girl). You should know the score by now. You're a
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that got left on the curb (left on. The curb). When he dropped you off at East and the Third. Oh, oh, oh. You're a native New Yorker (New York City girl). You should know the score by now. You're a
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What is that sound, ringing in my ears. The strangest sound, I've heard for years and years. The sound of two hearts, beating side by side. The sound of one love, that neither one can hide The
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Some folks tell you what to do. They think they know more than you. They insist that they're givin' sound advice. But as sure as you're livin'. It ain't sound, it ain't nice. It just doesn't
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stomp drums. scum worshipping. speaker ripping. pun2k weight holding heretics. boundary reapin. frequency freakin. out till we're like that track sound so sick system blower got heads jumpin out
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I never said a word but I know my Father heard me. I stopped talking 'bout it 'cause now it's time to shout it. Fifty thousand problems and words couldn't solve them That's the sound of victory and
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. Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone. Narrow streets of cobblestone,. neath the halo of a street lamp,. I turned my collar to the cold and damp. When my eyes were stabbed by the
