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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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. Incomprehensible on my birthday. I feel divorced on my anniversary and I Same * different day, things change but what about me?. It's cool I know the game, I find a way to deal with the pain. Same *
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. Incomprehensible on my birthday. I feel divorced on my anniversary and I Same * different day, things change but what about me?. It's cool I know the game, I find a way to deal with the pain. Same *
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tisame script,different cast. arwhitney houston. al. same script,different cast. Whitney houston、deborah cox. i know he's leaving me 4 u. who said that ?. who told u that was true ?. what is he
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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carolers sing. It just wasn't the same. Alone on Christmas day. Presents, what a beautiful sight. Don't mean a thing if you ain't holding me tight. You're all that I need. Underneath the tree. I found (I
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Go there and stay there for good. Go there and hope that it's true. Go there and stay there for good. Go there and hope that it's true. A tree is a tree is a tree and if it's all the same to me
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. But youre the only love. That gives me good and plenty Juicy fruit (Juicy). Juicy (Yeah. eah. eah. hey. ). Juicy fruit (Juicy). Juicy Candy rain. Comin down. Taste you in my mind. And spread you
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. Well, now the roots run deep. Through my own back yard. The fruit goes bad. And it don't fall far. Nothing good grows from a. Bad seed. You can find me hanging from the family tree. . Drank a
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not gonna make the same mistake. I know you're afraid we'll end up the same. And the truth is we might, but if we do this thing right. Maybe this time it'll be different. Maybe this time it'll be
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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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. Chnage his thoughts, his mind, his life. Just with her gentle hum. So different, yet so the same. Two sisters only have their parents to blame. It's rare that two can get along. But when they do they're
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(Winwood/Capaldi). . 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
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anymore. . There's no bone for you to pick. No more wax around the wick. . Shot the arrow from the circle. At the apple on the tree. From a garden that was Eden. Strange the fruit it bears for me
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. We want different things. We're never on the same page. Guess you never felt the same way. I've been trying to move on, really trying to move on. But I find it so hard, guess I ain't that headstrong
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The same two lips that once told me they love me. Are the same same two lips that now tell me goodbye. And the same two hands that once held mine so tightly. Are the same two hands that now push
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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There's a Christmas tree in a window frame. Just inside my door. But my Christmas tree doesn't look the same. As it always has before There's just one lonely present. Beneath my Christmas tree
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can use. Hey. . Well It's the same old * story. With your two different sets of rules. The same old * story. One for me two for you. It's the same old * story. It's the same
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can use. Hey. . Well It's the same old * story. With your two different sets of rules. The same old * story. One for me two for you. It's the same old * story. It's the same
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can use. Hey. . Well It's the same old * story. With your two different sets of rules. The same old * story. One for me two for you. It's the same old * story. It's the same
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can use. Hey. . Well It's the same old * story. With your two different sets of rules. The same old * story. One for me two for you. It's the same old * story. It's the same
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can use. Hey. . Well It's the same old * story. With your two different sets of rules. The same old * story. One for me two for you. It's the same old * story. It's the same
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it. You can't - possibly mean it. Don't we - all want the same thing?. Don't we?. Why who said anything about love?. No, not love, she said. Don't you know that it's different for girls?. Don't
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Bài hát Different - WINNER. I’m just different, i’m just different. Chinjeoreul pparajima nan angel & demon. Ohaeneun haerowo nega na ttaemune oerowodo. Ihaehaejwo baby pyohyeonhago sipeodo geuge jal
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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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down. at the counter in his working suit. he looked no more than the average fruit. not so many ways to get the clues playing. in a kindergarten during the day. filling empty bodies with toy
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