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Slowly let me tell you a story of a tree, an apple tree Once in a summertime garden lived a little apple tree. And the man who owned it wanted it to be picked. And so he sent forth to hire me Well
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-huh. Now I wish to my soul I had seven years, uh-huh. Hey, if I fall on your buryin' ground. Didn't catch your name, but he had a hound. Bad on down there on the avenue, oh yeah Under that apple
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anymore. . There's no bone for you to pick. No more wax around the wick. . Shot the arrow from the circle. At the apple on the tree. From a garden that was Eden. Strange the fruit it bears for me
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Bài hát Hoàng Hôn - Khói, Black Apple. 1st verse - Khói. Chỉ tiếc là anh đến quá trễ thôi em ơi. Đến cả hoàng hôn đôi khi còn lỡ hẹn chân trời. Anh chỉ tiếc là sau bao cơn mơ anh từng tới. Thì em
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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not. I'm falling down and I can't stop Let's go down to the apple tree. Naive as Adam and Eve. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. Let's go down to the apple tree. Fighting against gravity. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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Shake my tree where’s the apple for me. Tickle my feet with the enemy (Nme). No point laughing if you don’t know why. I phone my love just to hear her smile. The word is up if you’re tough enough
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Shake my tree where’s the apple for me. Tickle my feet with the enemy (Nme). No point laughing if you don’t know why. I phone my love just to hear her smile. The word is up if you’re tough enough
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, boy. I've heard all that before So bring me an apple, I'm crying. I've been persecuted like a dying man The spirit provides me. In a show, no mean martyr days, yeah. The spirit it gives. But it
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Verse 1. We honored, yeah. This fellas lookin' like that. And see it from the back, ooh. Can't focus, no. Baby, breaking they necks, tryin'. To see it what they can get. They notice, yeah
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said it was simple. Sometimes it gets kind of rough. But nothing's ever impossible. And the tough get going when the going gets tough You've just gotta hang on, hang on. To your dreams, they'll be
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Bài hát Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree - Glenn Miller, His Orchestra. Don't sit under the apple tree (with Anyone Else but Me). Glenn Miller. {male vocals}. Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone
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Bài hát Là Bao Xa - Khói, Black Apple. Sẽ là bao xa. nếu như ta không còn chung lối?. Sẽ là bao xa. nếu ngày đó anh vẫn tin lời em nói? . Sẽ là bao xa. nếu kết cuộc anh vẫn chỉ có thể yêu em thôi
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giấu được. Cảm xúc khi nhìn vào mắt em. Nhớ em nhiều lắm. Nhưng chẳng thể nói ra thành câu. Biết em từ lâu. Chỉ xem tôi như người bạn lâu năm. Nhưng với tôi thì khác. Em là giấc mơ của tôi. Nhưng giấc mơ
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Bài hát Hang It Up - The Ting Tings. My friends they get me higher and higher They're killing me with friendly fire. We meet beneath the cactus tree. The working on spikes just stink for me. My
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Bài hát Hang It Up - The Ting Tings. My friends they get me higher and higher They're killing me with friendly fire. We meet beneath the cactus tree. The working on spikes just stink for me. My
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Bài hát Hang It Up - The Ting Tings. My friends they get me higher and higher They're killing me with friendly fire. We meet beneath the cactus tree. The working on spikes just stink for me. My
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trên một con beat. Cũng chỉ mong muốn được biến giấc mơ. Mà ta hằng mơ được sang phần tiếp. Quần thụng và áo phông, trên đầu là snapback. Bên trong là chất ngông, còn miệng lúc nào cũng rap rap. Anh em
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do. Cause you know Sloopy girl I'm in love with you. And so I sing out. . Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on. Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on. . Sloopy wears a red dress, yeah, as old as the hill
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in (hang on in there). Ah I said hang on (hang on in there) How many times did you hear your mom and daddy?. Say oh child I never had it so good. I wanna say thank you, thank you for the start
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hang down your head for sorrow, hang down your head for me. Hang down your head tomorrow, hang down your head Marie Hush, my love, the rain now, hush, my love was so true. Hush, my love, a train now
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club neighborhood. She was over there looking so damn good. And I was feeling every bit of my side of the tracks. But she took care of that. when she pulled out that moon shine. Tasted like an apple
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job. Me boys and girls. . Slow parties, we sit on the ground. I rather be, just let me down. People say is not worth the wait. Everybody loves somebody to hate. . And you can hang it up, And you
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job. Me boys and girls. . Slow parties, we sit on the ground. I rather be, just let me down. People say is not worth the wait. Everybody loves somebody to hate. . And you can hang it up, And you
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job. Me boys and girls. . Slow parties, we sit on the ground. I rather be, just let me down. People say is not worth the wait. Everybody loves somebody to hate. . And you can hang it up, And you
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job. Me boys and girls. . Slow parties, we sit on the ground. I rather be, just let me down. People say is not worth the wait. Everybody loves somebody to hate. . And you can hang it up, And you
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job. Me boys and girls. . Slow parties, we sit on the ground. I rather be, just let me down. People say is not worth the wait. Everybody loves somebody to hate. . And you can hang it up, And you
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job. Me boys and girls. . Slow parties, we sit on the ground. I rather be, just let me down. People say is not worth the wait. Everybody loves somebody to hate. . And you can hang it up, And you
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job. Me boys and girls. . Slow parties, we sit on the ground. I rather be, just let me down. People say is not worth the wait. Everybody loves somebody to hate. . And you can hang it up, And you
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I never know how to treat you. You say I love you but it ain't true. I'm walking away now. One step forward and back two I'd like to *** you by the hair. And hang you up from the heavens I don't
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I wrote my mother. I wrote my father. And now I'm writing you too. I'm sure of mother. I'm sure of father. Now I wanna be sure of you Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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Spring this year has got me feeling. Like a horse that never left the post. I lie in my room staring up at the ceiling. Spring can really hang you up the most Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers
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Slowly let me tell you a story of a tree, an apple tree Once in a summertime garden lived a little apple tree. And the man who owned it wanted it to be picked. And so he sent forth to hire me Well
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. That's why I'm gonna hang around. You are the apple of my eye. Forever you'll be in my heart Because you are. You are the sunshine of my life
