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Bài hát Joe Le Taxi - Vanessa Paradis. Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. Et la Seine
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in happy day?. Singin' it, sing it that time I went away. Got to ease my achin' head. Do you know, no other way cut off your legs, ohh Ohh ohh Did you ever wish me dead?. Oh lover boy I'll feed the
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Bài hát Don't Cross Your Legs - Akdong Musician. Nega sikeureul nonhaeseo nae bonneungeul geondeuryeo. Apdwi an garigo dari chikyeodeulgo bandae darie eonjeo daril kkoatji anikkowatji. Nae dari
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I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night. Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead". "I never died" says he. "I never died" says he "The copper bosses killed you, Joe". "They shot
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In the midday sun. They beat on their drums. When Poppa Joe comes to town. With his coconut-rum. They can all have fun. They can drink it. 'Till the sun goes down Poppa Joe just smiles politely
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on buying. Pieces of an earth that's going fast. What I'm saying is you better start trying. Your arms and legs because they've got to last It's not too long til the gas is gone. And pure water is
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Joe le taxi y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. . Son saxo iavne connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. . Et la Seine et ses ponts qui brillent
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need to change your shoes Go ahead be wild and free. you dont have to shave yo legs for me. Hunnybabe dont starve yourself. Youre lookin good youre lookin well And Im proud to have you by my side
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There's a boy out 'luma way named Joe Eugene. He's one mellow ass son of a *-a. He loves his wheat grass and cold bean curd. He's one healthy ass sone of a bitch-a. But late at night he
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rings, it's an understood thing. Joe don't know where they are At a table in the corner. There's a young man and an empty chair. His head in his hands, tears in his eyes. And a girlfriend's ring lying
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EVERYTHING WAS IN THE PICKUP TRUCK. HE PACKED A BAG AND MAMA SAID GOOD LUCK. IN CALIFORNIA, CALIFORNIA,. PAPA TOLD HIM THAT HE SHOULDN'T GO. SAID, "I DON'T WANNA SAY I TOLD YOU SO". BUT, JOE I
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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Ho jump down, spin around, let's have a party. Look who's back, Stay Away Joe. Chock taw, chick a Shaw, gonna drink me hearty. Welcome back, Stay Away Joe Stay Away Joe they call me. Stay Away
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, be careful! That chick belongs to Smokey Joe" From behind the counter I saw a man. A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand. He grabbed me by my collar and he began to shout. "You'd better eat
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Bài hát My Legs Are Weak - Paloma Faith. I'm collecting people's tears they cried because they miss you,. They fill the seas and all the lakes,. With memories the wind blew,. I'd run out of jars
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Hey, does anybody know. How I can get in touch with Joe? If I have to catch a subway. Or catch a plane on a runway. I've got to find out some way. Where did he go? Yesterday was bright and sunny
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Hey Joe, where you goin' with that money in your hand?. Hey Joe, where you goin' with that money in your hand?. Chasin' my woman, she run off with another man. Goin downtown, buy me a Forty Four
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Song Hold 'em Joe - Harry Belafonte. Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe. But don't let him go. Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe. But don't let him go. Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe
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As old Joe sat a dyin'. The baby down the hall was cryin'. Somebody had a party goin' on. The fat boy you told tales to. Moved away the other day. To think with no goodbye. He could have gone
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old mule with your pig headed rules. With your narrow minded cronies. Who are fools of the first division. Death on two legs. You're tearing me apart. Death on two legs. You've never had a heart
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old mule with your pig headed rules. With your narrow minded cronies. Who are fools of the first division. Death on two legs. You're tearing me apart. Death on two legs. You've never had a heart
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, highty mighty Joe. Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe. Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe High and mighty, highty mighty Joe. Stomped out crews everywhere he
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Don't cry Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go. Don't cry Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go You got to realize this is the wind-up. You're gonna feel much better once you make your mind up
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Tour bus rolling down Broadway. Says "nobody you would know". In all the store front windows I see my face. And the lame expression of this average Joe. . Lord, a fool and his money parted ways
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surrenders. Taken into custody. So satisfying, I would be lying. If I didn't want to hear the plea So we gather 'round, Psycho Joe. The quiet loners, always blow. Strap him in the chair. And killing bad
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