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' 'bout a boy from the South. Maybe he's in Florida, somewhere in the pines,. Maybe on the Delta throwin' out a line,. Maybe he's in Georgia, starin' at the stars,. Maybe Tennessee pickin' on a guitar
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burn Eden and burn Sheden From the east coast to the west coast. A love we a promote, a that we want ya the most. From the north coast to the south coast. A strictly hatred a what we come fi demote
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South of the border, down Mexico way. That's where I fell in love when stars above came out to play. Now as I wander my thoughts ever stray. South of the border, down Mexico way She was a picture
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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. Can almost taste you West Coast's poppin' all around your body. And my *'s of the hook in the south. You'll never be the same. Baby's off the chain Got you feeling off the chain. She's sexing off
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Let's go down to Alabama. Let's go see my dear old mama. Fryin' eggs and cookin' hammy. That's what I like 'bout the South She's got baked ribs and candied yams. Sugar-cured Virginia hams
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Andrea. Draggin' the line for big red. Everyone looks better with a suntan. Easier to get you into bed Daughters of the northern coast. Sons of beaches, don't deliver the post. You know the post is a
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a paradise it seems And on the coast of somewhere beautiful. Trade winds blowin' through her hair. The sunlight dancin' on the water and I wish I was there. Don't know how I'm gonna find her, all I
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. Before the circus came to town That's when it always happens. The same time every year. I come down to talk to me. When the coast is clear Hello mister other me. It's been a long, long time. We hardly
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When the south wind of summer. Sings through the trees. And the high mountain thunder. Hangs low in the breeze A strong heart flows over. An empty heart fills. And the south wind of summer
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me like I'm there with you To Susan on the West Coast waiting. From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting. From Andy in Vietnam fighting I'm writing a note beneath a tree
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me like I'm there with you To Susan on the West Coast waiting. From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting. From Andy in Vietnam fighting I'm writing a note beneath a tree
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Intro From city to city, coast II coast. Friday night is the night they like to party the most. (We came, to rock, for everybody). From city to city, coast II coast. Friday night is the night
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lovers are discovered. The charge is first degree Angel, she's a killer. She's just flown in from the coast. Makes the hit, it's a winner. Leaves you dead as the post Then Sally took to playing poker
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lovers are discovered. The charge is first degree Angel, she's a killer. She's just flown in from the coast. Makes the hit, it's a winner. Leaves you dead as the post Then Sally took to playing poker
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Inside my lorry. I am driving through the night. Inside my lorry. The world does look all right Five to five, I got to drive. And if you ask me, where I go. I tell you coast to coast is what I
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the times were so good. Oh in the all familiar places. I'd go back if I could To the people of the south wind. To the people of the southern wind. To the people of the south wind. To the people of
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the times were so good. Oh in the all familiar places. I'd go back if I could To the people of the south wind. To the people of the southern wind. To the people of the south wind. To the people of
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the times were so good. Oh in the all familiar places. I'd go back if I could To the people of the south wind. To the people of the southern wind. To the people of the south wind. To the people of
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Far away across the ocean. Underneath an Indian star. Dwells a dark eyed lonely maiden. On the coast of Malabar In the harbor, where we anchored. I can see her shy and sweet. With a bunch of
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Chorus. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked
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Chorus. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked
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Bài hát Ride - Black Coast, M. Maggie. Skin in chains, white taints. Me in between can you think a better thing. Your back seems come and miss me the most, yeah. *** the light, me and you're right
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Song Left Coast Envy - The Starting Line. Today could be a different day. if the sky lifts up the haze . off of my front lawn. or just another time i hold my tears . for another year . on my way back
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the celebration. Pacific coast party If you wanna find peace of mind come and get it. Get yourself in line take your time. And watch it slip away. Pacific coast party Hey I heard somebody say work
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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
