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Crocs off top. Everybody thinking that I'm something that I'm not. Old heads try to tell me how to do my job. She gave no head got her Uber waiting round the block. Andre the giant 3000. Whole 'lotta fat
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you have all the time - It's your revenge - FAILURE - I guess that's life, - failure is the best revenge - Be proud of your flounders - and falter with pride - Fail without shame - 'cause you never
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Bài hát Mary's boy child - Boney M. Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day. . And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day. . Long time ago in Bethlehem, so the Holy
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A little child on a sickbed lay. And death was very near. He was the pride and the only child. Of a railroad engineer His duty had called him from those he loved. And seeing that hope was dim
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A little child on a sickbed lay. And death was very near. He was the pride and the only child. Of a railroad engineer His duty had called him from those he loved. And seeing that hope was dim
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Intro the writing's on the wall. . . Letoya barzini. I wanna thank you. For having you organize. This meeting here today. . And kelly steracki. I also want to thank you. And all the other
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Intro the writing's on the wall. . . Letoya barzini. I wanna thank you. For having you organize. This meeting here today. . And kelly steracki. I also want to thank you. And all the other
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Intro the writing's on the wall. . . Letoya barzini. I wanna thank you. For having you organize. This meeting here today. . And kelly steracki. I also want to thank you. And all the other
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Take life easy. Easy like a child. So gay and care free. Yeah Love, love is welcome. As a sunny, sunny day. The whole world smiles with you. As you go your own merry way 'Cause with a child's heart
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show you the worst side of life. That you thought was forgotten forever. It's not that it's even there. But it's always lurking around. Like a child of the Jago. A child of the Jago. Yeah yeah The
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I'm a child of South Africa. I'm a child of Vietnam. I'm a child of Northern Ireland. I'm a small boy with blood on his hands Yes I'm a child of the universe. Yes I'm a child of the universe
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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tiGod Bless The Child. arShania Twain. al. Hallelujah, hallelujah,. God bless the child who suffers. God bless the young without mothers. This child is homeless,. That child's on crack. One plays
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will come when you can give love. Chorus. Child of the wind. I feel your warning. Child of the sea. I see your tears. Child of the rain. I hear your thunder. Child of the sky. I hear your cry
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Recorded live at the Aquarius Theatre, Boston. You know. If somebody, somewhere done you wrong. Oh, don't worry about your revenge, no. . I said if somebody, somewhere done you wrong. Oh, don't
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how to live. . We were blessed by the neglected child. Who knew how to forgive. . We were blessed by the battered woman. Who didn't seek revenge. . We were blessed by the warrior. Who didn't
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you held us. Till I found the best revenge For so long my demons (Revenge). It's countdown for me. With blindfolds you held us. Till I found the best revenge
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What child is this?. Who meant to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping. Who angels greet with anthem sweet. While shepherds watch our keeping This, this is Christ, the King. Whom shepherds guard and
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-huh). Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts. while Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed Chorus Black Child. Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep. And pray to God I
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-huh). Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts. while Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed Chorus Black Child. Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep. And pray to God I
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heart says go. She lets the bright lights guide her. Through the rain and the drivin' snow. And where they come from she don't know She's a child of the wild blue yonder. Flying out of here. She's a
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heart says go. She lets the bright lights guide her. Through the rain and the drivin' snow. And where they come from she don't know She's a child of the wild blue yonder. Flying out of here. She's a
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. Trouble docks the track of Thursday's child. This world could be a wonderful place. But not when you wear Thursday's face. . I never know which way I'm bound, I'm Thursday's child. Heartbreak hangs
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Where does he live now as the day returns?. The sun is risin' to a darker side. Though years have passed and chances have slipped away If we lose it now, we never see another day. We live for the
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Who can find. The Beast?. She's big,. She's bad,. She's wicked,. She's sad. Who can fight. The Beast?. She comes,. She goes,. Who ever. Knows. Who can fight. The Beast
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through the night. Exit the car as if don't chase the whole traffic in moonlight. Take your chance, enjoy this place all lives. Sweet charming ladies, erotic of sence, see full smile. Tokyo by night, city's
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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Them that's got shall get. Them that's not shall lose. So the Bible said and it still is news. Mama may have, papa may have. But God bless the child that's got his own. That's got his own
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sure twice the fun She's a rhythm child. (She'll drive you wild). She's a rhythm child. (Set your soul on fire). She's a rhythm child, rhythm child. (Sexy). Rhythm child, rhythm child. Just watch
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The party's over. When the music ends. If we can't be lovers. Then we really can't be friends. I got some pretty wicked ways. To get my sweet revenge I was thinking. Of a dedication. Oh silly me
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I'm a child. Of South Africa. I'm a child. Of Vietnam. I'm a child. Of Northern Ireland. I'm a small boy. With blood on his hands. Yes, I'm a child. Of the universe. Yes, I'm a child. Of
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. Every time I walk in the door. They just wanna take my advance. But I won't stop till they know, walk with me now When I retaliate you're gonna know. The mourning of sweet revenge. The pain and
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Them that's got shall get. Them that's not shall lose. So the Bible says. And it still is news. . Your mama may have. Your papa may have. But God bless the child. Who's got his own. . The
