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Moon River. Susan Wong. Moon River,. Wider than a mile. I'm crossin' you in style. Some day. Old dream maker,. Your heart breaker,. Wherever your goin'. I'm goin' your way. Two drifters,. Off to see
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Bài hát Woman In Love - Susan Wong. Life is a moment in space . Where the dream has gone . It's a lonelier place . I kiss the morning goodbye . But down inside you know . we never know why . The road
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. Seven days and seven nights. Brave men run. In my family. Brave men run. Into the setting sun. Brave men run. Into captivity. Brave men run. In my family. . Brave men run. Away from me
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That old master painter from the faraway hills. painted the violets and the daffodills. He put the purple in the twilight haze,. then did a rainbow for the rainy days. Dreamed up the murals on the
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That old master painter from the faraway hills. painted the violets and the daffodills. He put the purple in the twilight haze,. then did a rainbow for the rainy days. Dreamed up the murals on the
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Lil Green. . In the dark. It's just you and I. Not a sound. Ther's not one sigh. Just the beat of my poor heart. In the dark. . Now, in the dark, in the dark. I get such a thrill. When he
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Kick off shoes, jump on the jock. Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock. His name is Jay and he's on his way. To be the best DJ in the US of A J A Y are the letters of his name. Cutting
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Kick off shoes, jump on the jock. Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock. His name is Jay and he's on his way. To be the best DJ in the US of A J A Y are the letters of his name. Cutting
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Fu Beat. . Who will be the master? . Who will take the lead? . Everybody kick to the Kung Fu Beat. . Who will be the master in the street? . I can kick it high and low. . You can come and watch the
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I am a master hunter I cured my skin, now nothing gets in. Nothing not as hard as it tries. . You want a woman because you want to be saved. Well I'll tell you that I got a little lot on my plate
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Life, a movie in my head. A page of lines we read. The words remain unsaid Time, a race you never win. Look back at where we've been. And throw the towel in Every time I see a sign. Tell me
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to see?. I see no sense in doing this. Not enough for me. I * up everything but let me explain. ". . Some day you shall flee,. Panting and weak. . Master passion greed. . All within me
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to see?. I see no sense in doing this. Not enough for me. I * up everything but let me explain. ". . Some day you shall flee,. Panting and weak. . Master passion greed. . All within me
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through. Ah, but time is the master of healing. Love is the master of everything that we do Therell be snow on the passes tomorrow. You can feel it in the chill of the wind. Let the rain wash away all
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your girl. Wrap me in plastic. And make me shine. We can make a dollhouse. Follow your design. Let's build a dog. Out of sticks and twine. I can call you master. You can call be mine
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. Come on down my friend, it's time to meet your master You've left quite a mess here under your stewardship. You thought you'd figured it out but you'll learn your place in this. Might take some
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Bài hát Master Of Puppets - Metallica. End of passion play, crumbling away. I'm your source of self-destruction. Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear. Feeding on your death's construction
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I was born in Macon Georgia. They kept my daddy over in Macon jail. He told me if you keep your hands clean. You won't hear them bloodhounds on your trail. . Well I fell in with bad companions
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When the little blue bird who has never said a word. Starts to sing, "Spring, spring". When the little blue bell in the bottom of the dell. Starts to ring, "Ting, ting". . When the little blue
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Bestow upon me magic. Wizard-all knowing all wise. I want to rule this kingdom. Make sweet the breeze not once defiled. Dethrone the evil prince's iron fists. In velvet gloves of sin. Parade
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was falling. I could see your footprints. Right outside my window. You were watching all night long. Standing there in the shadows. Whispering my name in your spell. Chorus. Won’t fall again. I won't be
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- the master stroke. . Ploughman "Waggoner Will" and types. Politician with senatorial pipe. He's a dilly dally oh. Pedagogue squinting wears a frown. And a satyr peers under ladies gown. He's a
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A your youth you know! Wew!. . For the master has come back, Gong the originally. Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi Clarky-Wally. For the master has come man, Man! I do it regulary. Through
