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. That's a lie 'cause I see all of you. Quite clearly now. I like our looks your moves you know everything. So when I ring you up in the evening I shall meet you In the grove of eglantine. Just south of
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Hickory grove, wait for me. I'm just as poor as a man can be. Hickory grove, wait for me. I'm just as blind as the other men. That see. . Hickory grove, make the sun. Rise slower I don't have
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We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like lou dog in the van- o yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes. I got the microwave
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Shirley was a lady whose teeth were made of gold. She danced before the music and everything it told Huckleberry grove. Where the music plays into tomorrow night. Huckleberry grove. Only fools
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everything, everything that he can buy So you sometimes go out in the afternoon. Spend and hour with your lover in his bedroom. Hearing old women rolling trolleys down the road. Back to Lyndhurst Grove
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Is the music of grove skin rock. Soaked in the diesel of war boys war?. Blood, black gold and the face of a judge. Is the music calling for a river of blood? Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso
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the pain that they're offering. We search forever and nothing here is true. . 'Cause a heart won't save me. And I hope that maybe. This year will be much better than the last. Tell me we're okay
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Bài hát Cypress Grove - Eric Clapton. I would rather to be buried. In some cypress grove. I would rather to be buried. In some cypress grove. Than to have a contrary woman. Lord, I never can control
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We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like lou dog in the van- o yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes. I got the microwave
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We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like lou dog in the van- o yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes. I got the microwave
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I've got to know. Got to know just where I stand. . And I hope you're gonna say. All this time you've been feeling the same way. And you were playing such a silly silly game. And my loving you
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You say you're scared,. You're scared of the fight. Well I caught myself throwing Punches in my dreams last night. . You think it's okay,. to hide behind the stars,. run from moving cars,. But
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onward. Away from the light. To the lake by the grove. To a beautiful white. . Ah - what innocence. The nature of grace. But there shall be blood. I would mire this place!. . White turned to red
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Coming over the stereo. A rock and roll band with no place to go. You spend all your time being a small town celebrity. . Sha-nananana, sha-nananana, sha-nananana. . You're running from all of
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Here's your chance to let it out. To show me how you really feel. The hardest part is almost over,. From here on out we bring our plans to real. . How could this be over,. when all you knew was
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palace, shielded from dust. Malfunction or not, the failsafe is the crux. So far away from us, shaking with the mystery tears. One lonely night in Ladbroke Grove. Far away in the deserts of Omaha
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or not, the failsafe is the crux. So far away from us, shaking with the mystery tears. One lonely night in Ladbroke Grove Far away in the deserts of Omaha. They got it nailed down-swiss tight. The
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of me. . I saw my hero staring at me from the crowd. And suddenly I know I got my feet up off the ground. 'Cause that can be me, or this could be you. But I can't let this fall apart. . And I've
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, there, right there. Let the grove get in you!. Verse 2. Shake - like you know you got nothing to lose. Make it move - girl, you know what we came to do. Make no mistake - you're in the place to be by far
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Bài hát Garbage Grove - Sublime. (they come now, you see them?. Yep both of the crews, I told y'all. They look like they gon' fight). (gon' cry man). We took this trip to Garden Grove. Smelt like
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We took this trip to Garden Grove. It smelled like Lou dog inside the van, oh yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party, 5 dollars at the door. It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhyme. I've got
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me. I am shipwrecked on the rocks Oh yeah. Hey. (Oh, oh). That's more like. Incomprehensible. Here we go here we go. (One two three four). Here we go go Byker Grove. Can't believe it's so good
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Is the music of grove skin rock. Soaked in the diesel of war boys war?. Blood, black gold and the face of a judge. Is the music calling for a river of blood? Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso
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There's a wildwood in the pines where the family used to gather. There's a little shady grove where they built a country church. They was singing in the ground. Baptisin' in the river. Glory
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There's a wildwood in the pines where the family used to gather. There's a little shady grove where they built a country church. They was singing in the ground. Baptisin' in the river. Glory
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Come fly down like a singing bird. Sings your name, but I am still the same. Black and white, no, you're not to blame. Holly swing, put me down to shame. . Lights in the car in the park
