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key. We're on the road to nothing,. And nothings gonna stop me. . Get in the car, get in the car. We keep it running but you won't get far. We got velocity, next stops Atro city. Get in the car
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Song Oh Atlanta - Little. They got a place . down Kentucky . Right down near Ohio . Where you can watch . the planes at night . People line up . just to watch them fly. . I wish I was on one . I'm
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. I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream. If I could only see her tonight. Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta!. I said yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you. Well you can drop me off on
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Atlanta Special 603 Trk 20. Bukka White (Booker T. Washington White). Recorded 1963 Memphis, Tennessee. Album Parchman Farm Blues - Roots RTS 33055. Transcriber Awcantor@aol. com Bukka -spoken
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Not until the next time. Will I cry all night for you. Yes, I'll stop loving you. Until the next time Here I am the way you left me. With a heart so full of pain. As I look into the past. I see
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Not until the next time. Will I cry all night for you. Yes, I'll stop loving you. Until the next time Here I am the way you left me. With a heart so full of pain. As I look into the past. I see
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Same old place, same old city. What can I do? I'm fallin' in love. I'm just an old hound dog. Roamin' around, oh, Lord. I've got all this and Heaven above Oh, Atlanta, I hear you callin'. I'm
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deep like DNA. Something they can't take away, ayy. Take-take-take-take-take-we take off. Standing next to you. Standing next to you (you). Standing next to you. Stop, can you feel that?. It's like
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sogeuro ppallyeo deureo. Kkeuchi boineunde I know it’s not right. I can’t stop me, can’t stop me. Nae ape nohyeojin i Red red red line. Geonneopyeonye neowa nan imi nuneul matchweo. Neukkigo shipeo
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Bài hát Next To You - Little Big Town. Babe. I don't wanna talk right now. Stop. I need a little space. Ohh, ohh. Wait. Didn't mean to say it like that. Stay. A little longer please. I sleep a little
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life I am the chosen, next in line, sent to slaughter all mankind. Reap the souls born to die, no reason for you to fight My chance is fine. I cant stop screaming for. * them!. We've been obliged
