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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Somebody told me to vote Conservative. Tragedy is not known under this dimmest of lights. Everybody feels sick by the courtesy of dismay. Was I schooled without direction? Gold against the soul
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Show me a wonder, you can't be sure of. I exist in a place, a self-made vacuum. But still stranded here with all the scum. So clean, so lost, so beautiful But I found that soul. Yeah, I found
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found down south Religion and me don't always agree. But I sure love my maker. Sounds just like a gospel song. When I sing my lil prayer Got rocks in my shoes, holes in my soul. I'm covered in dirt
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Way down south in Louisiana, up under the Delta heat, child. There's an old boy plays an electric guitar right off Rampart Street Sometimes a Go-Go girl come in with him, she be shakin' out a Mojo
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Way down south in Louisiana, up under the Delta heat, child. There's an old boy plays an electric guitar right off Rampart Street Sometimes a Go-Go girl come in with him, she be shakin' out a Mojo
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goes south. (Wearing baseball caps but they won't be backwards). Now it really don't matter what state you're in. One day the south's gonna rise again There's a Wall Street wonder boy sittin' up north
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soul. Rock n' roll has a conscience. It supplies convenience. Gold against. Against the soul. Against the soul. . Close the pits sanctify Roy Lynk an O. B. E. Shareholding a piece of this
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and on and on. And on and on and on Don't it feel like Friday night?. Cars are all lined up. Let it go push you around. Oh, what's it amount to? Card sharks and street preachers want my soul. All
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(Back street). (Back street). . I've been living off of Main Street. Where society is the thing. But people that live on Main Street. They don't know how to swing. But the people on the back
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Chorus. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked
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Chorus. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked
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Chaos rampant in an age of distrust. Confrontations impulsive sabbath On and on south of Heaven The root of all evil is the heart of a black soul. The force that has lived all eternity. The never
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Street. On 52nd Street. . We're gonna throw a little soul parade,. Before they know the second bar was played. . We're gonna slip it to 'em short and sweet. . Chorus
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a 2 way street, kid, say what? Goodness is what you're fillin' your soul with. And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with. Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with. Realize early
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Bài hát Just South Of Heaven - Blake Shelton. I never liked the taste of whiskey til I kissed it off of her lips. Never knew just what was hitting me, getting me tipsy. But there I sit, Levi's on a
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Okay, talk to you. South America, Australia. France, Germany, UK, Africa Calling out around the world. Are you ready for a brand new beat. Summer's here and the time is right. For dancing in the
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I don't wanna watch the street or tv. I don't wanna hear about your day. I've got no time to hear, about how much you care. Shut your mouth and come this way. . I am the weirdo in your bedroom
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You got to free all the people in South Africa. You got to make life worth living in Soweto. You got to free all the people in South Africa. You got to make life worthwhile. Give reason to smile
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domineering deity. . Chaos rampant. An age of distrust. Confrontations. Impulsive sabbath. . On and on south of heaven. On and on south of heaven. On and on south of heaven. On and on south of heaven
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