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. I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
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now, I feel sorrow. As friendship turns stale. Our love's still on track but. Without a third rail The moon has come up now. The sun has gone down. A million or more times. Since you've been
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Third shade of blue. The sky and you. Like the rain over the sea Third shade of red. The lover's bed. Crimson blood and rose Third shade of green is all that you feel. Just like my love. But
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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tight. You're all that I need. Underneath the tree. Tonight (Tonight), I'm gonna hold you close (Ooh). Make sure that you know (Know). I was lost before you (Ooh). Christmas was cold and grey (Ooh
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Bài hát Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree - Glenn Miller, His Orchestra. Don't sit under the apple tree (with Anyone Else but Me). Glenn Miller. {male vocals}. Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone
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I'm turning my head up and down . I'm turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin' around. And all that I can see is just another lemon tree. I wonder how. I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout
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Hunted down I came upon. A place of ferns and grass. Gathered to a redbud tree. And now their footsteps pass. Where I crouch in dread. Discovery my certain death. Bur leaves reaching for my
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lady. Ohh, Jamaica girl. Ohh, Jamaica lady. Ohh, Jamaica girl You be my first, my second. My third world girl. My first, my second. My third world girl Ohh, Jamaica lady. Ohh, Jamaica girl You be
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tree, pine tree. Growin' from the soil of Gallilee. Don't be scared now, don't be slow. If you don't go the roots won't grow When I was a child there. Three feet I stood. I looked out on the valley
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You're the one who beckoned the wind. And fanned the flame when our love began. So don't pretend you don't know me. Our names are carved on you, singing tree. Oh singing tree. Sing to me . Call
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Bài hát Lupin The Third - Monkey Majik. So here he comes right on time. And he has class and quite a style. All of his own and they all know him. As Lupin the Third. He walks a line, one fine line
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Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Underneath that tree. There's just gonna be you and me. Underneath that apple suckling tree, oh yeah Old man down
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You're the one who beckoned the wind. And fanned the flame when our love began. So don't pretend you don't know me. Our names are carved on you Singing tree, oh, singing tree sing to me. Call
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Bài hát Third Day Of A Seven Day Binge - Marilyn Manson. We've only reached the third day of a seven-day binge. And I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips. We've only reached the
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Johnny's playroom. Is a bunker filled with sand. He's become a third world man. Smoky sunday. He's been mobilized since dawn. Now he's crouching on the lawn. He's a third world man Soon you'll
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One little Christmas tree was standing alone. Waiting for someone to come by. One little Christmas tree that never had grown. Cried as he looked up to the sky. . Oh please Mr Father tree, the
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Daddy hit the bottle. Momma hit the roof. They must've hit it off. I'm the living proof. All their bad habits. Got handed down to me. You can find me hanging. From the family tree. . Daddy
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Withering tree, bearing no fruit. Never will see an evergreen suit. Reaching right out, out for the sun. Broken old branches, fall one by one. Into the arms of eternity. Into the arms of
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Bài hát Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Ole Oak Tree - Dawn. I'm comin' home, I've done my time. Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine. If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
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our family tree No, I didnt come to fight, he was a better man I might. But I wouldnt dirty my hands on trash like you, no. Bring out the babies daddy, thats who theyve come to see. Not the woman
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Bài Hát Fruit Tree. Trình BàyNick Drake. Fame is but a fruit tree. So very unsound. It can never flourish. Till its stalk is in the ground. So men of fame. Can never find a way. Till time has flown
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, I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning
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Bài hát The Hanging Tree - Adriana Figueroa. The Hanging Tree. Are you,are you ?. Coming to the tree. Where they strung up a man they say who muddered three. Strange thing did happen here . No
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Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree. At the Christmas party hop. Mistletoe hung where you can see. Every couple tries to stop Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree. Let the Christmas spirit ring
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Bài hát Third Eye (Demo) - Florence + the Machine . Verse 1. Hey, look up. Don't make a specter of yourself living in that ghoulish light. You are a slave to your own creation. Look up, look up, the
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happy. Without any plan. But now I feel sorrow. As friendship turns stale. Our love's still on track but. Without a third rail. The moon has come up now. The sun has gone down. A million or more
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happy. Without any plan. But now I feel sorrow. As friendship turns stale. Our love's still on track but. Without a third rail. The moon has come up now. The sun has gone down. A million or more
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words. All of my life I've been hunting. I've been a girl, I've been a boy. Digging my feet into the ground. Like an apple tree. Wanting to live with a purpose. Skin is a word, love is not a sin
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I wonder how. I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree. I'm turnin' my head up and down. I'm turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin
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Girl. Oh, Jamaica Lady. Oh, Jamiaca Girl. Oh, Jamaica Lady. Oh, Jamaica Girl. Oh, oh, baby. You be my first, my second, my third world girl. Peas and rice. They are awful nice. But not as nice
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Are you, are you. Coming to the tree. They strung up a man. They say who murdered three. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would it be. If we met at midnight. In the hanging tree
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tree, right. I got to P, I got to P upon a tree. I P upon a tree because I drink too much Olde E. And not time for P to come out on me, so I I go and P, I go and P upon a tree, right. I go and P, I
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Song Family Tree - Darryl Worley. Dancin' in the living room cuttin' up a rug. Dancin' with a baby looks more like a hug. Livin' in a house made of saw mill wood. "Roll over Beethoven" never
