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can't stand these nights alone. And I don't need no explanation. 'Cause baby, you're the boss at home. You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work. But you gotta put in work, work, work
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. I know you're always on that night shift. But I can't stand these nights alone. And I don't need no explanation. 'Cause, baby, you're the boss at home. You don't gotta go to work. Work, work, work
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. 'Cause baby, you're the boss at home. You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work. But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work. You don't gotta go to work, work, work
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can't stand these nights alone. And I don't need no explanation. 'Cause baby, you're the boss at home. You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work. But you gotta put in work, work, work
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. And oh how we're gonna play. With our guitars in tune in his big music room. With angels singing to every tune. Oh but until that day know. Daddy's at home. . We're all gonna meet him someday
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dirt. So me put in. Work work work work. When u ah guh. Learn learn learn learn learn. Meh nuh cyar if him. Hurt hurt hurt hurting. Yeah, ok. You need to get done done done done at work come over. We
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I build my home. My home,. this will always be my home. I work until it's late. Walk in and close the gate. I look in the window. and I gaze at my face. Every line and every abrasion. This took my
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Work me Lord, work me Lord. Please don't you leave me,. I feel so useless down here. With no one to love. Though I've looked everywhere. And I can't find me anybody to love,. To feel my care
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: W. Bobo, M. Lastie, & W. Correa. Santana. Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased). Lyrics
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Words and music by rick nielsen and robin zander. Saturday at midnight. See you at the red light. Don't wanna be alone. Saturday at midnight. . I can't wait for a call. It's just not my style
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Words and music by rick nielsen and robin zander. Saturday at midnight. See you at the red light. Don't wanna be alone. Saturday at midnight. . I can't wait for a call. It's just not my style
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Bài hát Come Back Home - BTS (Bangtan Boys). CUZ I’M COMIN BACK HOME. Nan jigeum mueoseul chajeuryeogo aereul sseuneun geolkka. Nan jigeum eodiro swijianhgo heulleoganeunga. Nan nae salmui kkeuteul
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Words and music by rick nielsen and robin zander. Saturday at midnight. See you at the red light. Don't wanna be alone. Saturday at midnight. . I can't wait for a call. It's just not my style
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Bài hát Let The Music Take Control - W&W, BlasterJaxx. Let the music take control. Let the music free at all. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music
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down and waits for some reaction. To all his work and care. Hey, hey he fumbles for what to say. He loves the wo except for all the people. Chorus. Whoa oh, it's out at night he goes. He slips
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Bài hát Problems At Home - Blake Shelton . Fires are burning up the forests. Down along the Amazon. There's children starving in Guatemala. They're just barely hanging on. chorus. And I pray they'll
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When my work here is over and trials come no more. On that great day I'm going home. To live forever more, just over on heaven's shore. When my life here is over I'm going home I'm going home, I'm
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When my work here is over and trials come no more. On that great day I'm going home. To live forever more, just over on heaven's shore. When my life here is over I'm going home I'm going home, I'm
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. Sing, sing, sing , while you know there's still New music, new music, new music. Sweet music can lighten us. Can brighten the world, can save us, oh, oh, oh Take a look at the world, think about how it
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Bài hát Girl At Home - Taylor Swift. Don't look at me,. You've got a girl at home,. And everybody knows that,. Everybody knows that,. Uh, uh. Don't look at me,. You've got a girl at home,. And
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Bài hát Girl At Home (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift. Don't look at me, you got a girl at home. And everybody knows that, everybody knows that, ah-ah. Don’t look at me, you got a girl at home. And
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life she's known. . Back where the musics loud. Back to that swingin' crowd. That's where my baby feels at home. Back where the wine flows free. That's where she goes from me. That's where my baby
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you come. On my body yeah like metronome. Don't come outside, keep it inside. Me and you all night stay at home. ĐK. Baby don't go out, stay at home. If you need someone to love, lemme come. Baby don't
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still breathing happy above the clouds Oh home, home at last. Because all of the bad times are past, past Music is a lady that I still love. 'Cause she gives me the air that I breathe. Music is a lady
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Bài hát Sexy Music - The Nolans. Well I head on out. at the local disco hall. wehere the kids get down. to the funky disco wall. well the music hit me high. it hit me low. oh babe, I was getting it
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leaving alone. When it's closing time. When it's closing time. When it's closing time I'm at home Right about now I'd be walking you out. To some dusty old parking lot. Waiting on a cab to take us to
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danger on the rocks is surely past. Still I remain tied to the mast. Could it be that I have found my home at last. Home at last She serves the smooth retsina. She keeps me safe and warm. It's just
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. Just to measure my success I need at least a hundred rulers. Glory, hallelujah, I'ma take that ass to church. I'ma finish like I started, Iggy still got that work. Hook Wiz Khalifa. I feel like the sky
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There's a sky in the east. Over pyramids at Giza. Where there once lived a girl. She ruled the world. Then down the nile. He came with a smile. He was the king. She was the queen. Under the
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nights sure seem colder. Knowin' somebody else's arms will hold her. Midnight in California means it's closin' time at home Yeah, midnight in California means it's closin' time at home
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nights sure seem colder. Knowin' somebody else's arms will hold her. Midnight in California means it's closin' time at home Yeah, midnight in California means it's closin' time at home
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: W. Bobo, M. Lastie, & W. Correa. Santana. Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased). Lyrics
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George Bass. . Yeah. Yeah yeah yeah yeah. Alright ye. . See-line woman. She drink coffee. She drink tea. And then go home. See-line woman. . See-line woman. Dressed in green. Wears silk
