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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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for the years. Voices scream, nothing seems real's a dream Toys, toys, toys in the attic. Toys, toys, toys in the attic. Toys, toys, toys in the attic. Toys, toys, toys in the attic Light voices
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Toys you can touch. Toys you can feel. Toys for the boys. These toys are real. Real toys. Hole in the heart. Hole in the head. Guns for the young. Bang bang you're dead. Real toys. Sadistic
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Shiny toys, right on time, shiny toys, right on time, shiny toys I'm readin' people rags in the checkout lane. Look, here's a hunk, here's a honey. Celebrated people and their claims to fame
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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and mud of many acres on their shoes. Gazing eyes and running wild. Past the stocks and over stiles. Kiss the window merry child. But come and buy my toys. You've watched your father plough the
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Got me the strangest woman. Believe it, this chick's no sinch. When I wanna get her goin'. Then I whip out my Big Ten Inch. . Record of the band that plays the blues. Well the band that plays
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in the dead of night. I should've known it was a matter of time, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. My boy only breaks his favorite toys, oh, oh-oh-oh. Verse 2. There was a litany of reasons why. We could've playеd
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As stiff as toys and tall as men. And swaying like the wind torn trees. She talked about the empty world. With eyes like poisoned birds She talked about the armies. That marched inside her head
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. And turn off the lights as well. . If you were frightened then listen. But I don't think you would like it. Such a nice kid. . Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking). I throw my toys around
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. For bored & miserable people. Everywhere. Some great new. 'thing'. To identify with. ! We have got the little answers. To the things. That might` be bothering you! We have got your little toys
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tiSweet Emotion. arAerosmith. alToys in the Attic. Sweet emotion. Aerosmith. Lyrics made by Metalfish. Sweet emotion. Sweet emotion. You talk about things that nobody cares. You're wearing out
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Early in the morning. Daddy Dinky went to work. Selling lamps & chairs to San Ber'dino squares. And I still remember Mama with her apron & her pad. Feeding all the boys at Ed's Cafe! Whizzing
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Early in the morning. Daddy Dinky went to work. Selling lamps & chairs to San Ber'dino squares. And I still remember Mama with her apron & her pad. Feeding all the boys at Ed's Cafe! Whizzing
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Bài hát I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas - LeAnn Rimes. I want a hippopotamus for Christmas. Only a hippopotamus will do. Don't want a doll. No dinky tinker toys. I want a hippopotamus to play
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