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. Golden rain, will bring you riches. All the good things, you deserve now Climbing forever trying. Find your way out, of the wildwild wood. Now there's no justice. There's only yourself, that you can
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Oh, I once had a girl. Or should I say she once had me. She showed me her room. Isn't it good, Norwegian Wood She asked me to stay. And she told me to sit anywhere. So I looked around. And I
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through the icicles. With that wood box beneath my feet Chorus. All I got was this little wood guitar. What it brought was neon lights and crowded bars. Like all the kings with all thier gold. Went
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Bài hát Ooh - Steve Aoki, Rob Roy. Intro. (mixed up). I'm about all, I'm about the big and small. Rob Roy. Oooh Catch me if you can. My pappy never could,. See he would smack me with his hands. Damn
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meorissogi bokjapae. Oh yeogijeogi baram sori moracheo. Jamkkanman yeogi nae mame. Honjaseon mageul su eomneun. Sageoni ireonaryeo hae. (Baby knock on wood). Namureul dudeurin dwie. Jjalbeun jumuneul weweo
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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Knock On Wood. (Eddie Floyd Steve Cropper). I don't wanna lose. This good thing. That I got. If I do now. I would surely. Surely lose alot. 'Cause your love. Is better. Than any love I know
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. Golden rain bring you riches. All the good things - you deserve now. . Climbing forever trying. Find your way out - of the wild wild wood. Now there's no justice. There's only yourself - that you can
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Roy Rogers - Kacey Musgraves. Sometimes you dream, sometimes it seems. There's nothing there at all. You just seem older than yesterday. And you're waiting for tomorrow to call. So, you draw to the
