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Bài hát Numbers - The Cab. Out of the seven billion people in this world, there's only you. Almost a million words that I could say, but none of them will do. So many years that I have lived, but it
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Numbers. Who's the person that you woke up next to today?. If you were any older. Then you'd know you'd have to pay your way. Well maybe you do already. But you make out they pay you. Did you
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' tatters. I just can't wait my turn 'Cause I've got. New numbers, don't understand. New numbers, I'm gettin' out of hand. New numbers, countin' on me for. New numbers Oh, your body still behaves
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' tatters. I just can't wait my turn 'Cause I've got. New numbers, don't understand. New numbers, I'm gettin' out of hand. New numbers, countin' on me for. New numbers Oh, your body still behaves
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. The only kind of life he's ever known. When every moment seems to be. A race against the time. There's always one more mountain left to climb Days are numbers, watch the stars. We can only see so
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Looking For Something. Looking for something. Something new. Something good. Something fast. Something exciting. Looking for something. Something won. Something real. something strong
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I have a number in my head. Though I don't know why it's there. When numbers get serious. You see their shape everywhere Dividing and multiplying. Exchanging with ease. When times are mysterious
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Looking For Something. Looking for something. Something new. Something good. Something fast. Something exciting. Looking for something. Something won. Something real. something strong
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Looking For Something. Looking for something. Something new. Something good. Something fast. Something exciting. Looking for something. Something won. Something real. something strong
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list. But she said, "Where'd you wanna go?. How much you wanna risk?. I'm not looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts. Some superhero. Some fairy tale bliss. Just something I can turn to
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Bài hát Numbers On The Jukebox - Mark Chesnutt. I can't recall how many times she said, she'd never leave. Or the times she swored the only one for her was me. But the angel I was counting on has
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that's left, I find each night in here Now she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on. There's a little bit of her in every hurtin' song. I used to hate the thought of her 'til her memory I forgot
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