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And I'm so beautiful in los angeles. When it's been so long you can't handle it. Will it really make any difference. Cause I'm so far away. And you will never change I never get the chance to
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magazine. Or if you fall asleep. While you're watching TV. . Well honey. I'm just trying. To make some sense. Los Angeles. Boston gets cold. This time of year. Seems like each day. Just leaves me
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add up Well, this fire in my chest weighs more like gold. I'm try my best, Lord to let it unfold. For all on the quest. Let the story be told. Right from the soul Los Angeles. Hit me at the heart
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. Everything is gonna be alright. From Baltimore to Los Angeles. From '99 to the year we're in. We started off in a friend's garage. At the bottom up reaching for the top now. The video. The radio. The TV shows
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. Everything is gonna be alright. From Baltimore to Los Angeles. From '99 to the year we're in. We started off in a friend's garage. At the bottom up reaching for the top now. The video. The radio. The TV shows
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things. You've always run away from The ascent of Stan. Textbook hippie man. Get rest while you can So where'd the years go?. All the time we had?. Being poor was not. Such a drag in hindsight And
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things you've always run away from. . The ascent of Stan. Textbook hippie man. Get rest while you can. . So where'd the years go?. All the time we had?. Being poor was not such a drag in hindsight
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things you've always run away from. . The ascent of Stan. Textbook hippie man. Get rest while you can. . So where'd the years go?. All the time we had?. Being poor was not such a drag in hindsight
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things you've always run away from. . The ascent of Stan. Textbook hippie man. Get rest while you can. . So where'd the years go?. All the time we had?. Being poor was not such a drag in hindsight
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. say hoorah L. A. L. A. makes your troubles go away. L. A. L. A. it's a date. L. A. L. A. why's everyone going away? Los Angeles, i'll take you there Los Angeles
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things you've always run away from. . The ascent of Stan. Textbook hippie man. Get rest while you can. . So where'd the years go?. All the time we had?. Being poor was not such a drag in hindsight
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Bài hát When A Child Is Born - Los Angeles The Voices. A ray of hope flickers in the sky. A tiny star lights up way up high. All across the land dawns a brand new morn. This comes to pass when a
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Every time it's the same. What follows me is my fame. You're what I need to play the game. You say you like to dance. Mmm, I think I'll take a chance. Ooh, baby, maybe it's time for romance
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and I practice what I preach. So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach. I support the left, tho' I'm leanin', leanin' to the right. I support the left, tho' I'm leanin' to the right. But
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place to go. You pull the trigger of my. Love gun, (love gun), love gun. Love gun, (love gun), love gun. . You can't forget me baby. Don't try to lie. You'll never leave me, mama. So don't try
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Your lightnin's all I need. My satisfaction grows. You make me feel at ease. You even make me glow. Don't cut the power on me. I'm feelin' low, so get me high. . Shock me, make me feel better
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Beth, I hear you callin'. But I can't come home right now. Me and the boys are playin'. And we just can't find the sound. Just a few more hours. And I'll be right home to you. I think I hear
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I was feelin' down. I was lookin' dead. When she looked at me. With dreamy eyes of red. . She could make me move. With a lizard style in Los Angeles. She can make me move in the desert wild
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She's got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end. She's got me in her hands and there's no use in pretending. Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen. . She drives me crazy, I want to give her all
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Angeles is dead. These drugs ain't working Painted it all black. The chains are jerking. Los Angeles is dead. The drugs ain't working Riot in my skull. The demons are coming. Los Angeles is dead
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. And I had to find it out the hard way. . She calls me up. She's breaking down. In los angeles. She misses home. She's all alone. She can't handle it. But seven months was just enough. Of
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It's so sad, livin' at home. Far from the city and the midnight fun. It's so bad, goin' to school. So far from me and the dirty things that we done. . I'm the king of the night time world. And
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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In the light of day. You can hear the old ones say. Can you feel the change begin. By the fall of the show. A single soul will go. With foot steps on the white. There's an unholy light
