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Bài hát Chica Da Silva - Boney M. On the first day of spring. They heard the news. The word spread like fire. That she had fallen. The fields of that day. Were watered with tears. Tears that were
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Satin sheets to lie on, satin pillows to cry on. Still I'm not happy, don't you see?. Big long Cadillacs, tailor-mades upon my back. Still, I want you to set me free I found another man who can
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Cigarette holder which wigs me over my shoulder, he digs me. Out cattin' my satin doll. Baby, shall we go out steppin', careful, amigo, you're flippin'. Speaks Latin, my satin doll. . He's
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Cigarette holder which wigs me over my shoulder, he digs me. Out cattin' my satin doll. Baby, shall we go out steppin', careful, amigo, you're flippin'. Speaks Latin, my satin doll. . He's
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Cigarette holder which wigs me over my shoulder, he digs me. Out cattin' my satin doll. Baby, shall we go out steppin', careful, amigo, you're flippin'. Speaks Latin, my satin doll He's nobody's
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Cigarette holder which wigs me over my shoulder, he digs me. Out cattin' my satin doll. Baby, shall we go out steppin', careful, amigo, you're flippin'. Speaks Latin, my satin doll. . He's
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Cigarette holder which wigs me over my shoulder, he digs me. Out cattin' my satin doll. Baby, shall we go out steppin', careful, amigo, you're flippin'. Speaks Latin, my satin doll. . He's
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Cigarette holder which wigs me over my shoulder, he digs me. Out cattin' my satin doll. Baby, shall we go out steppin', careful, amigo, you're flippin'. Speaks Latin, my satin doll He's nobody's
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Song Satin Sheets - Loretta Lynn. Satin sheets to lie on satin pillows to cry on but still I'm not happy don't you see. Big long Cadillacs pretty clothes upon my back but still I want you to set you
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Cigarette holder, which wigs me,. Over her shoulder, she digs me;. Out cattin', that satin doll. . Baby shall we go out skippin'?. Careful, amigo - you're flippin;. Speaks Latin, that satin
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Wish I was a millionaire I'd play rock music and grow long hair. I tell you boys I'd drive a new Rolls Royce. Pretty women hangin' on me I'd give 'em all the third degree. Satin sheets to keep 'em
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NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN . ( THE MOODY BLUES ) . Nights in white satin, never reaching the end . Letters I've written, never meaning to send . Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before . Just what
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Ai Se Eu Te Pego - Neymar, DA, Silva. Nossa, nossa . Assim você me mata . Ai, se eu te pego, . Ai, ai, se eu te pego . Delícia, delícia . Assim você me mata . Ai, se eu te pego . Ai, ai, se eu te
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You were laying on the carpet. Like you're satin in a coffin. You said, "Do you believe what you're sayin'?". Yeah right now, but not that often Are you dead or are you sleepin'?. Are you dead or
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jitterbug days I'm livin'. Well, they won't last for all of us. But they'll last for a long summer night I can feel the fire in her eyes. Tonight, tonight. Under satin summer skies Baby, baby, baby. Be
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tiremember me. areminem ft. rbx sticky fingaz. al. offset500. RBX. Remember me? ("Step in, execution"). Remember me? ("I have no remorse"). Remember me? ("I'm 'High Powered'"). Remember me? ("I drop
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tiremember me. areminem ft. rbx sticky fingaz. al. offset500. RBX. Remember me? ("Step in, execution"). Remember me? ("I have no remorse"). Remember me? ("I'm 'High Powered'"). Remember me? ("I drop
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Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,. Letters I've written, never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. 'Cos I love
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Cigarette holder- which wigs me. Over her shoulder - she digs me. Out cattin' - that satin doll. Baby shall we go - out skippin'. Careful amigo - you're flippin'. Speaks Latin - that satin doll
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Cigarette holder- which wigs me. Over her shoulder - she digs me. Out cattin' - that satin doll. Baby shall we go - out skippin'. Careful amigo - you're flippin'. Speaks Latin - that satin doll
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Cigarette holder- which wigs me. Over her shoulder - she digs me. Out cattin' - that satin doll. Baby shall we go - out skippin'. Careful amigo - you're flippin'. Speaks Latin - that satin doll
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Dead. (Blunt time-pull out your philly). Ha ha, mighty aftermath. (Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli). Whose soul ever contest, dead. In me ear Dre, you hear me now? Dead. (Blunt time
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