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. The drought and dry root out The mighty poet I roy was on the wire. Weston did a skank and each man laugh and feeling irie. Dread I street 66, the sad man said, any policeman come here. Will get some
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I once knew a poet. Who lived before his time. He and his dog spooner. Would listen while he'd rhyme. Words to make ya happy. Words to make you cry. Then one day the poet suddenly did die
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Street guys, walking, dancing. Sidewalk, music, hot thing. They got their boxes tuned into their favorite show. As they truck on down the road. Is that the radio. Yes that's the radio. Let it
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Street boy. You've been out too long. Street boy. Ain't you got enough sense to go home. Street boy. You're gonna end up alone. You need some love and understanding. Not that dead-end life
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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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. . The dreamer and the wine. Poet without a rhyme. A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell. . One last perfect verse. Is still the same old song
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. . The dreamer and the wine. Poet without a rhyme. A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell. . One last perfect verse. Is still the same old song
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Song Lonely Street - Patsy Cline. I'm looking for that lonely street. I've got a sad, sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep. Where's this place called Lonely Street?. A place where
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your city down, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord. 0033. 700. 0037. 730There will come a poet. 0039. 660Whose weapon is His word. 0041. 550He will slay you with His tongue, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord. 0045. 690Oh lei, oh
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Minds alive on Friday Street. Summerflys around my feet. And we still stars are in my eyes. Mine's alive on Friday Street A pulse goes on, on Friday Street. Time seems longer against its beat
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Yeah, we just do our thang . Walk on da street babe. Walk on da street never stuck on da beat (x4). . 16 Typh. White T cùng dad hat. Graffiti dùng fat cap . 16 Brt. Hater thấy là khép nép . Shut up
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Sometimes when I'm walking down this lonely street. Well, it sure don't seem like it's been twenty years. Since I went walking down this lonely street. And the smell of perfumed ladies filled the
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He had eyes of the poor wild and hungry. Stood outside of the store shy and clumsy. Saw an electric guitar he got hooked from the start. That's what it did. To the back street kid It's a
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Callin' out around the world. Are you ready for a brand new beat?. Summer's here and the time is right. For dancin' in the street (dancin’ in the street). . They're dancin' in Chicago (dancin
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delinquent in an East End gang And if you think you've seen gasoline. Burning in my eyes. Don't be alarmed, tell yourself it's good to be. It's good to be alive, oh Just another street kid on your tail
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Bài hát Lonely Street - Willie Nelson. I'm looking for that Lonely Street. I've got a sad, sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep. Where's this place called Lonely Street?. . A place
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Where's this place called Lonely Street? I'm looking for that Lonely Street. I've got a sad, sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep. Where's this place called Lonely Street? A place where
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I'm looking for that Lonely Street I've got a sad sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep where's this place called Lonely Street. A place where there's just loneliness where dim lights
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street rat. Nothing to offer. Street rat. Snake in the grass. Street rat. Steals another meal. Street rat. But it may be his last The look of desperation. Sure to bite the dust. His constant
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street rat. Nothing to offer. Street rat. Snake in the grass. Street rat. Steals another meal. Street rat. But it may be his last The look of desperation. Sure to bite the dust. His constant
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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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Let me take you for a ride. Far away from the upper side. Oh, we're going down to the mean street Johnny's got a brand new 38. He thinks it's gonna cure his hate. Oh, it's all done in the mean
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. . They tell me Canal Street. Is the longest street in town. Tell me Canal Street. Is the longest street in town. Yes, you ride all day long. You still on Canal Street, yes, yes. . Then they tell me
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Callin' out around the world. Are you ready for a brand new beat. Summer's here and the time is right. For dancing in the street (dancing in the street). They're dancing in Chicago (dancing in
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, pick a line and go ! You've always got the street lights,. Shining on your hard times,. Don't it make your shoes shine,. Starin at the street lights. Hey street lights wont you save me?. Bringing
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hope to die. You got yours, and I got mine, I'm gonna get what's comin' to ya 'Cause the street giveth and the street taketh away. Where there's no blind justice, no way Hey man, don't you understand
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tiGrafton Street. arDido. alSafe Trip Home. 『Dido - Grafton Street』. @UKoO. net@. No more trips to Grafton Street,. No more goin’ there,. To see you lying still,. While we all come and go. No more
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Walking and walking. Thinking on my feet. Anything can happen in the city. But you can't sit down. Building to building. Sheltering from the sky. Knowing there's somebody on the street. That
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. Smiling faces try to understand. I saw a shadow touch a shadow's hand. On Bleeker Street. A poet reads his crooked rhyme. Holy, holy is his sacrament. Thirty dollars pays your rent. On Bleeker Street. I
