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. And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown. Spy boy meets spy boy, and big chief meets big chief uptown. They circle and sway in their
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. I said "Come here sweet thing, let me show you how I feel". She said "Let go of me and keep your hands on the wheel" Keep your hands on the wheel. Keep your hands on the wheel. Keep your hands on
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. Talkin' 'bout how damn good it feels. Street lights glowing,. Slow rollin' this town with you I can already hear you singing. I can already see your smile. Route forty-four leanin' on the door. Kick
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wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. . I am a river with a voice. I came into your life by choice. And none can judge
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And now you know my name. But I don't feel the same. But I ain't gonna blame. The rider on the wheel And I know my song is new. I know it's new for you. I tell you, how it's true. For the rider
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Bài hát Who Invented The Wheel - Trisha Yearwood. I wanna know who invented the wheel. Tell me who discovered steel. It was the wheel and the steel that caused this pain. And made the car that
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. Slide in the middle or climb in the back. We can dance all over the fm dot. Sweet home country destiny's child. Light turns red light turns green. Sneak a little something in between. Steering wheel
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this dusty road Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin'. I don't know where I'll be tomorrow. Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin' I've been trying to make it home. Got to make it before too long. I can't
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Song Who Invented The Wheel(Album Version) - Anthony Smith. I wanna know, who invented the wheel. Tell me who discovered steel. It was the wheel and the steel that caused this pain,. That made the
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my motor running. I like the way you keep it humming. Keeps my motor running. I like the way you keep it humming Hey, you're my driving wheel. You better believe it, baby. You take me farther
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my motor running. I like the way you keep it humming. Keeps my motor running. I like the way you keep it humming Hey, you're my driving wheel. You better believe it, baby. You take me farther
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. . So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel. And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel. . Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown. Spyboy meets Spyboy, and Big Chief
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. Then I'll wa-want you. . You can cry. You can ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. You gonna wonder why I don't look at you. When I go rollin' by. . I'm gonna be a wheel someday. I'm gonna be somebody. I'm gonna be
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. They tell me it's a steal. Drive all night just to ease the pain. Don't look away. Stay steady at the wheel You try to sing a familiar tune. Howlin' the words under a bloodshot moon. Blacklight
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, goin' wild. Rollin' hard, rollin' fast, rollin' by Now, the mission still stands. At the edge of the plateau. And a stone marks the graves. Where the old cowboys lie. Asleep in a time. In a town
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, goin' wild. Rollin' hard, rollin' fast, rollin' by Now, the mission still stands. At the edge of the plateau. And a stone marks the graves. Where the old cowboys lie. Asleep in a time. In a town
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heaven. And all I keep thinkin' is "I wish you were here". I heard that they been callin' me "The Great Depression". Rollin' and tumblin', breakin' my own heart again Shimmy shimmy shake baby right in
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boys are ass out. When I'm rollin' in a seven deuce glass house. The Mob ain't nothing but a menace. When we get the motherfucking dog in us. Playing them old beats. I'm pouring out some of my beer
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V1. It's not in mint condition. But when we start the ignition. Look out!. Pc. It's a Japanese juggernaut. You better get out the way. Ch. When we're rollin' in the 5-1-0. It doesn't matter
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' rollin' rollin' rollin'. Yea. Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Hey ladies, hey fellas. And the people that don't give a *. All the lovers, all the haters. And all the people that call
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' rollin' rollin' rollin'. Yea. Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Hey ladies, hey fellas. And the people that don't give a *. All the lovers, all the haters. And all the people that call
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Spinning the wheel. Spinning the wheel. Spinning the wheel. Spinning the wheel Five o'clock in the mornin', you ain't home. I can't help thinkin' that's strange, yeah, yeah. Baby, I just want
