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We all hope. To signal kin. Days of gold. Now rain on tin. Gather round. Gather friends. Never fear. Never again. -----------. Lyrics Thurston Moore. Sonic Youth - murray street (2002)
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tiBackwoods. arJustin Moore. alJustin Moore. Justin Moore - Backwoods. Rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass. Buck knife on my belt,. ain't no land for sale 'round here. Red clay country mud
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(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
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(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
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(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
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fear. Over and over. And over and over. And over and over Marilyn moore It's always a headache the size of a tour truck. She's full of disorders, depends what you're used to. She's talking of
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Always Gonna Love You. Gary Moore. It's not the same when I look in her eyes. . The magic's not there. . And when I look, I realize . what we could have shared. . I'm always gonna love you, . if
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I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in the good old golden days. They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares I for praise?. I wander around from town to town just like a roving
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I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in the good old golden days. They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares I for praise?. I wander around from town to town just like a roving
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Bài hát One More Time (feat. Chante Moore) - Kenny G . I lie half awake. Late at night. I reach out to touch you. To feel you by my side. And I reach. And I reach. But I never get to feel you. Will
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Song One More Time - Kenny G, Chanté Moore. I lie half awake, late at night. I reach out to touch you. feel you by my side. and I reach, and I reach,. but I never get to feel you. Will I ever get to
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tiOne More Time. arKenny G & Chante Moore. alParadise. I lie half awake, late at night. I reach out to touch you. feel you by my side. and I reach, and I reach,. but I never get to feel you. Will I
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Thomas Moore, Nina Simone. . 'Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming all alone. All her lovely companions are faded and gone. No flower of her kindred, no rose bud is nigh. To reflect back
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Amy Moore blew her top. Stole a car, shot a cop. Sped away 2000 miles. Didn't stop until she hit New Orleans. But that's alright. There's just one thing. Her wedding ring, or anything. She
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the children. Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. (repeat & fade). . - Anthony Moore
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never saw my place. I was there to steal her money, to take her rings and run. Then I fell in love with the lady and got away with none. . The lady's name was Susan Moore, her daddy read the law. She
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the children. Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. (repeat & fade). . - Anthony Moore
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. Let's get down and dirty baby. Come and get down and dirty babe. . Down and dirty baby, down and dirty baby. Down and dirty baby, down and dirty baby. . Shape the rock like Henry Moore. Aphrodite
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(Gary Moore). . Whenever I'm with you,. The more I can give you,. The love that's inside my heart. I know it's not easy,. But baby believe me,. It hurts me when we're apart. . But the road
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(Words Nicky Wire/Richey James; Music James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore). Obedience to the law is free desire. Under curfew from neon barbed wire. Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead
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Amy Moore blew her top. Stole a car, shot a cop. Sped away 2000 miles. Didn't stop until she hit New Orleans. But that's alright. There's just one thing. Her wedding ring, or anything. She
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style. -----------. Lyrics Thurston Moore. Sonic Youth - murray street (2002)
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Amy Moore blew her top. Stole a car, shot a cop. Sped away 2000 miles. Didn't stop until she hit New Orleans. But that's alright. There's just one thing. Her wedding ring, or anything. She
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sound). -----------. Lyrics Thurston Moore. Sonic Youth - murray street (2002)
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so free to be unprotected. A secret mona lisa hides behind her smile. -----------. Lyrics Thurston Moore. Sonic Youth - murray street (2002)
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I'm A King Bee 3 01 Trk 2. Slim Harpo. (James Isaac Moore). Slim Harpo - vocal & harmonica. W/Guitar Gable's guitarists, Clinton 'Fats Perodin - bass. Clarence 'Jockey' Etienne - drums
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ti 2 Bad (Refugee Camp Mix). ar Michael Jackson. al Blood On The Dance Floor / HIStory In The Mix. 2 Bad (Refugee Camp Mix). Michael Jackson. music by Bruce Swedien, Rene Moore & Dallas Austin. Right
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Song My Kind Of Woman - Justin Moore. She likes and ice cold bud pressed against her hand. Standin' on the porch lookin' 'cross our land. Seein' a bass hit that top water. Knew that was my kind of
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Samantha Moore - Replace You Taking it day to day. Living without your face. Looking for easy ways. To fill my head. Losing you in a crowd. Keeping the feelings down. So I forget. Where do I
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Song The House Of Blue Lights - Merrill Moore. Lace up your your boots and a-broom on down. To a knocked-out shack on the edge of town. An eight-beat combo that just won't quit. Keep a-walking till
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you're mine. Woo-hoo. And that's for all time. . Oo-ee-oo. I look just like Buddy Holly. Oh-oh. And you're Mary Tyler Moore. I don't care what they say. About us anyway. I don't care 'bout that
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you're mine. Woo-hoo. And that's for all time. . Oo-ee-oo. I look just like Buddy Holly. Oh-oh. And you're Mary Tyler Moore. I don't care what they say. About us anyway. I don't care 'bout that
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guy. Hand me your Stella and fly. By the time I'm out the door. You tear men down like Roger Moore. I cheated myself. Like I knew I would. I told you, I was trouble. You know that I'm no good. Upstairs
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, my guy. Hand me your stella and fly. By the time I'm out the door. You tear men down like roger moore. . I cheated myself. Like I knew I would. I told ya, I was trouble. You know that I'm no
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all!. Cause we just want more, moore. We just want more, mooore. Every time I hear the music. I go crazy. Floating there you take me away. Higher we've ever been before. Take me to the clouds. Take me
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mine. Hoo, hoo. And that's for all of time Oh, wee-ooh, I look just like Buddy Holly. Oh, oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore. I don't care what they say about us anyway. I don't care 'bout that Don't
