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LORD, LORD, LORD () Lord Lord Lord, is there a place for me. In the scheme of things, in the service of the King. Lord Lord Lord, there is no job too great. As I grow in faith, theres no job too
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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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Åh det är skönt när mitt Stockholm är grönt. sakta gå hem genom stan. En kyss sen går man sakta igen. sakta en tur genom stan Åh det är natt och på avstånd hörs skratt. Och man går hem genom stan
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Chorus. You a lot to handle (Oh-oh-oh). They don't understand you (Oh-oh-oh). I'm not your only fan (Oh-oh-oh). Baby, I'm a stan for (You-ooh-ooh). Post-Chorus. Baby, I'm a stan. Baby, I'm a stan for
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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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Walk with me Lord; walk with me. Walk with me Lord; walk with me. While I'm on this tedious journey Lord. Walk with me dear Lord walk with me. . Hold my hand Lord; please hold my hand. Hold my
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Lord my heart is yours. It all belongs to you. I give you all the glory. Yes, I love you. I worship and adore. I'm gonna to tell you more. Oh oh, Lord how much I really do love you And I love
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i Gamla stan. Nu ikväll nu ikväll. Jag väntar i Gamla stan. Behöver dig hos mig ikväll Stoppa en taxi. Kapa ett tåg eller. Spring allt du orkar hit. Bara ta dig hit. Möt mig i Gamla stan. Nu
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,. Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan. This is Stan Chorus Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance. I ain't mad, I just think it's * up you don't answer fans
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Dear Lord, this is a prayer, just let me know if you're really there. Dear Lord, come gain control, oh Lord, come save my soul. Give me dignity, restore my sanity, oh Lord, come rescue me. Dear
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sword in hand to control the land. Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night. Fall onto your knees for the Phantom Lord Victims falling under chains. You hear them crying dying pains. Fists of
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