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Sáng tác Raymond IV, Klas Åhlund, Steve Angello, Sebastian Ingrosso, Axel Hedfors, Alessandro Lindblad, Ryon Lovett, Terry Lewis. Sản xuất Axwell, Angello, Ingrosso, Lindblad, Åhlund
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song M-o-n-e-y(Album Version) - Lyle Lovett. \. If you want that girl. Listen son. Don't you sit around and cry. Because love. In this world. Ain't nothing you can't buy. . She's got. Ruby
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Some folks say there ain't no bears in Arkansas. Some folks never seen a bear at all. Some folks say that bears go around eating babies raw. Some folks got a bear across the hall Some folks say tha
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Won't you lend your lungs to me. Mine are collapsin'. Plant my feet and bitterly breathe. Up the time that's passin'. And breath I'll take and breath I'll give. And pray the day's not poison. St
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Last night you know I couldn't sleep. I was tossing, turning, and counting sheep. To tell the truth. The next thing I knew. I woke up on the outside. In the middle of the avenue A policeman spied
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Some folks say there ain't no bears in Arkansas. Some folks never seen a bear at all. Some folks say that bears go around eating babies raw. Some folks got a bear across the hall Some folks say tha
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Won't you lend your lungs to me. Mine are collapsin'. Plant my feet and bitterly breathe. Up the time that's passin'. And breath I'll take and breath I'll give. And pray the day's not poison. St
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Last night you know I couldn't sleep. I was tossing, turning, and counting sheep. To tell the truth. The next thing I knew. I woke up on the outside. In the middle of the avenue A policeman spied
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Day's full of rain. The sky's coming down again. I get so tired. Of these same old blues Same old song. And baby it won't be long. 'Til I'll be tying on. My flyin' shoes My flyin' shoes. 'Til I
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My days they all are the highway kind. They only come to leave. But the leaving I don't mind. It's the coming that I crave Pour the sun upon the ground. Stand to throw a shadow. Watch it grow int
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It's a busted old town. On the plains of West Texas. The drugstore's closed down. The river's run dry. And the semis roll through. Just like stainless steel stallions Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin
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Day's full of rain. The sky's coming down again. I get so tired. Of these same old blues Same old song. And baby it won't be long. 'Til I'll be tying on. My flyin' shoes My flyin' shoes. 'Til I
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My days they all are the highway kind. They only come to leave. But the leaving I don't mind. It's the coming that I crave Pour the sun upon the ground. Stand to throw a shadow. Watch it grow int
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It's a busted old town. On the plains of West Texas. The drugstore's closed down. The river's run dry. And the semis roll through. Just like stainless steel stallions Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin
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