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gon miss how I move. From the top to the bottom of my kicks now. Eoduun bami nal gamssajiman. Ijeseoya nareul wihaeseo chumeul chul su isseo. Neoran byeogeul neomeoseo. I'll kick it if you're down kick
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code red. Put your hands up high put 'em in the air. You know what we do and we do it well. In a world full of lies we live to tell (tell, tell) Kick out the epic motherfucker Emergency call this is
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code red. Put your hands up high put 'em in the air. You know what we do and we do it well. In a world full of lies we live to tell (tell, tell) Kick out the epic motherfucker Emergency call this is
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the umbrella in it Kick me, you know. that my machine is full of rage Expose me, you know I'm stupid even for my age. Please check out my shitty band, the preachings of an anarchist,the government
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though it's clear to see. You obviously do not adore me. . I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some gal in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet I get a kick - um you give me a boot
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. That sun up high goes down. And then it's on, come on, . girl, kick it on back. Z71 like a Cadillac. We go way out where. There ain't nobody. We turn this cornfield. Into a party. Pedal to the floorboard
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glory. Just a kick away from the heels of the wind How come it gets so disturbing. When two ships pass in the storm?. Who knows how high the crow flies. Who knows where this refugee was born I'm a
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not adore me I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some gal in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do?. That I get a kick out of you I get no kick from champagne. Mere alcohol doesn't thrill
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. Kick them stones out of my bed I met my sister Sandra. With them jewels and the cross. Eyes on my lever now. She paint with chili sauce I cannot do no business. With your candle lit in red. I'm
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. Kick them stones out of my bed I met my sister Sandra. With them jewels and the cross. Eyes on my lever now. She paint with chili sauce I cannot do no business. With your candle lit in red. I'm
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it's clear to see. You obviously don't adore me. I get no kick kick in a plane. Flying too high with some girl in the sky . Is my idea of nothing to do. But I get a kick out of you. I get a kick every
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it's clear to see. You obviously don't adore me. I get no kick kick in a plane. Flying too high with some girl in the sky . Is my idea of nothing to do. But I get a kick out of you. I get a kick every
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it's clear to see. You obviously don't adore me. I get no kick kick in a plane. Flying too high with some girl in the sky . Is my idea of nothing to do. But I get a kick out of you. I get a kick every
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adore me I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some guy in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet, I get a kick out of you I get no kick from champagne. Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at
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you have all the time - It's your revenge - FAILURE - I guess that's life, - failure is the best revenge - Be proud of your flounders - and falter with pride - Fail without shame - 'cause you never
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, I've done been in hell and back. Me running out of guns, nah never heard of that. I ain't never ran from a gunfight. This is you and me Mano Y Mano your damn right. Hook Sage The Gemini. Don't act like
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the beach. Get high baby, baby, bye, bye. High-igh-igh-igh. x4. Everyone can start again. Not through love but through revenge. Through the fire, we're born again. Peace by vengeance. Brings the end
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Out of the street, you better get on home. Tail shakin' filly runnin' on her own. They say she got loose on the night. She was born, cranking it up in a school zone "Kick it out, come on kick it
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Out of the street, you better get on home. Tail shakin' filly runnin' on her own. They say she got loose on the night. She was born, cranking it up in a school zone "Kick it out, come on kick it
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though it's clear to see. You obviously do not adore me. . I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some gal in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet I get a kick - um you give me a boot
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though it's clear to see. You obviously do not adore me. . I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some gal in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet I get a kick - um you give me a boot
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though it's clear to see. You obviously do not adore me. . I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some gal in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet I get a kick - um you give me a boot
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it's clear to me. You obviously don't adore me. I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some guy in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet I get a kick out of you I get a kick every time I
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clear to see. You obviously do not adore me. I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some gal in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet I get a kick. I get a kick out of you
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Song Get High - The Sons Of Champlin. Can you see the sun at midnight in the morning?. Isn’t it bright?. And there is no one who’s giving you the warning. You’ll be all right. Just go ahead and get
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Quicksand is a code of arms. Lose sleep with some liquid fiction. Last rites every Friday night. While we cool with the lights on High tide tied around the neck. The same song everybody's
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Quicksand is a code of arms. Lose sleep with some liquid fiction. Last rites every Friday night. While we cool with the lights on High tide tied around the neck. The same song everybody's
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! . The world is our oyster and life is tastin' sweet! . Pre-Chorus. We're takin' off like we're in a super sonic jet. But if you think we've gone about as high as we can get just watch! . We're gonna kick
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crash of the drums. Make you wanna keep-a-rockin'. Till the morning comes. Let me be who i am. And let me kick out the jam. Yes, kick out the jams. I done kicked em out!!!. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah
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high notes, I take the mid. She keep that snare poppin. I come right in with the kick. Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick. Ooh. Boom. Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick. Ooh. Boom
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all to hell She had a guitar picker by the name of Luther Short. A hairy-legged soul, lost out in sin. She would turn and smile at Luther when the program would commence. With a voice as sweet as
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behind. She said "You're not the boss of me". And I don't wanna be. Just some guy trying to be something that I'm not CHORUS. Do you wanna kick it, wit me?. I wanna kick it with you. Do you wanna
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standing there before me. I get a kick though its clear to see. You obviously do not adore me. I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some gal in the sky. Is my idea of nothing to do. Yet I get
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control of me. So if I miss my plain to jacksonville. You can guess where I'll still be. i'll be diggin' Long-legged linda. She sure was worth the flight. Long-legged linda is playing the whiskey
