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Bài hát Nam Mô Quan Thế Âm Bồ Tát - V. A. Nam mô Quan Thế Âm Bồ Tát . Nam mô Quan Thế Âm Bồ Tát . Nam mô Quan Thế Âm Bồ Tát . Nam mô Quan Thế Âm Bồ Tát . Nam mô Quan Thế Âm Bồ Tát . Nam mô Quan Thế
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Bài hát Julie's Been Working for the Drug Squad - The Clash. It's Lucy in the sky and all kinds of apple pie. She giggle at the screen 'cos it looks so green. There's carpets on the pavement and
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It's Lucy in the sky and all kinds of apple pie. She giggle at the screen 'cos it looks so green. There's carpets on the pavement and feathers in her eye. But sooner or later, her new friends will
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Bài hát The Prince - Madness. Buster, he sold the heat. With a rock-steady beat. An earthquake is erupting. But not in Orange street. A ghost-dance is preparing. You got to help us with your feet. If
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Julie lie down in the weeds and see something new. Something new. Julie from now on all the pain of youth. It will not trouble you. It will not trouble you North, east, south, west. No one has a
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chiếc hôn còn chưa quên. Khẽ sưởi ấm đôi môi này ấm áp. Từ bỏ tình yêu đó. Sẽ khiến trái tim này càng đau thêm. Chắc có lẽ sẽ không thể mau quên. Từ bỏ một thói quen đâu phải dễ dàng. . Verse 2. Từ bỏ
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Song There Goes My Everything - Elvis Presley, The Imperials Quartet. There goes my only possession. There goes my everything. I hear footsteps slowly walking. As they gently walk across the lonely
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Song The Chance - Julie Roberts. I found a book that my mama kept. Filled with secrets she hid. And in a dusty old attic, one mornin I read. About a woman I never met. Who had dreams just like mine
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When I married Julie, she was just seventeen. Pretty as the answer to any man's dream. From the start I gave Julie all the love that I had. But everyone told me that Julie was bad For Julie liked
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Song Love And Affection - Bob Marley, The Wailers. *** was caused through love and affection. *** was caused through love and affection. *** was caused through love and affection. And I, I was the
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An old fairytale told me. The simple heart will be prized again. A toad will be our king. And ugly ogres our heroes. Then you'll shake. Your fist at the sky. "Oh why did I rely. On fashions and small
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Song The Only Way Around It (Is Right Through The Middle) - Loretta Lynn, Conway Twitty. I no longer can find love at home. Like the love when we're all alone. I keep searchin' and searchin' but it
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Bài hát The Rose - Conway Twitty. Some say love it is a river. That drowns the tender reed. Some say love it is a razor. That leaves your soul to bleed. Some say love it is a hunger. An endless
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herald angels sing,. "Glory to the new born King". ah. ha. ha. Hail! the heaven-born Prince of Peace. Hail the son of Righteousness. Light and life to all He brings,. risen with healing in His wings. Mild
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan - All Along The Watchtower. "There must be some way out of here,". said the joker to the thief,. "There's too much confusion,. I can't get no relief. Businessmen, they drink my
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan - All Along The Watchtower. "There must be some way out of here,". said the joker to the thief,. "There's too much confusion,. I can't get no relief. Businessmen, they drink my
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Bài hát Mình Đi Đâu Thế (Bố Ơi Mình Đi Đâu Thế OST) - V. A. Bố hay đi linh tinh. Bố hay đi một mình. Con không thích ở nhà. Thích đi cùng bố cơ. Có khó chi đâu con. Nay đã lớn hơn rồi . Cùng đi với
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The Tangerine Wizard turns purple for Julie. . Mexican clowns are all dancing for Julie. Green bells on their ankles that peal out aloud. . Strawberry monkeys are smiling for Julie. With pearl
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Song Wings Of A Dove - Bob Marley, The Wailers. If I had the wings of a dove. If I had the wings of a dove. Well, I would fly, fly away, fly away. And be at rest . If I had the wings of a dove. If I
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tiBlowing in the Wind. arBob Dylan. al. Blowing in the Wind. Written by Bob Dylan. Translated by . How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove
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Song B-i-bickey-bi, Bo-bo-go - Gene Vincent, The Blue Caps. As I was walking down the street. I heard a crazy song with a crazy beat. The band in the house was a-going real wild. And all them cats
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by Bob Dylan. Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement,. Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent. Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated. She was walking
