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Bài hát Johnny B. - The Hooters. It's a sleepless night, she's callin' your name. It's a lonely ride, I know how you want her. Again and again, you're chasin' a dream yeah. But Johnny my friend
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You lived on Vine Street. I lived at home. The music was all that we had of our own. No satisfaction, no dance in my car. But I had the keys to the world in my beat up guitar With my beat up
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. Towering over your head. Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes. And she's gone Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain. Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies. Everyone smiles as you
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Surrender into the night. Silently take my hand. Nobody knows what's inside us. Nobody understands They handed us down a dream. To live in this lonely town. But nobody hears the music. Only the
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Here we are on the battlefield. A civil war is all each other feels. Oh yeah, you say blue and I say gray. But we know love ain't love if it fades away. Oh, don't let it fade away Just leave
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Here we are on the battlefield. A civil war is all each other feels. Oh yeah, you say blue and I say gray. But we know love ain't love if it fades away. Oh, don't let it fade away Just leave
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Song Day By Day - Hooters. Give me what you can tonight. Time is all we have to play. Tell me you can't live without me. Tell me every day by day by day. nothing last forever, only fades way. day by
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She was the fire and I was the engine. One of a thousand built to last. She was the fire dancing with hunger. She knew I would follow till I ran out of gas Lost in the summer of burning desire
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She was the fire and I was the engine. One of a thousand built to last. She was the fire dancing with hunger. She knew I would follow till I ran out of gas Lost in the summer of burning desire
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Bài hát 500 Miles - Hooters. If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles,. A hundred miles, a hundred miles,. A hundred miles, a hundred
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Bài hát 500 Miles - Hooters. If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles,. A hundred miles, a hundred miles,. A hundred miles, a hundred
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You lived on Vine Street. I lived at home. The music was all that we had of our own. No satisfaction, no dance in my car. But I had the keys to the world in my beat up guitar With my beat up
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Holy Moses met the Pharaoh. Yeah, he tried to set him straight. Looked him in the eye, let my people go Holy Moses on a mountain. High above the golden calf. Went to get the Ten Commandments
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Well I pass him by on the street each day. Brother, don't you walk away. He's about my size and about my age. Brother, don't you walk away. Down a different road might've been my friend. Brother
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