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artist: Pink Floyd
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song: Another Brink In the Wall
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done: true
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When we grew up and went to school
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There were certain teachers who would
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Hurt the children in any way they could
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(oof!)
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By pouring their derision
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Upon anything we did
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And exposing every weakness
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However carefully hidden by the kids
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But in the town it was well known
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When they got home at night, their fat and
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Psychopathic wives would thrash them
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Within inches of their lives.
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artist: Meredith Brooks
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song: B*tch
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done: false
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I hate the world today
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You're so good to me
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I know but I can't change
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Tried to tell you
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But you look at me like maybe
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I'm an angel underneath
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Innocent and sweet
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Yesterday I cried
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Must have been relieved to see
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The softer side
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I can understand how you'd be so confused
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I don't envy you
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I'm a little bit of everything
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All rolled into one
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artist: Gipsy Kings
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song: Bamboleo
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done: true
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Este amor llega asi de esta manera
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No tiene la culpa
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Caballo de danza vana
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Porque es muy despreciado, por eso
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No te perdona de llorar
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Este amor llega asi de esta manera
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No tiene la culpa,
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Amor de compra e venta
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Amor de en el pasado
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Bem, bem, bem...
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artist: Michael Jackson
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song: Billie Jean
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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She was more like a beauty queen
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From a movie scene
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I said don't mind
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But what do you mean
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I am the one
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Who will dance on the floor in the round
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She said I am the one
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Who will dance on the floor in the round
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artist: David Bowie
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song: China Girl
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Oh oh oh ohoo little <song title>
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Oh oh oh ohoo little <song title>
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I could escape this feeling, with my <song title>
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I feel a wreck without my, little <song title>
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I hear her heart beating, loud as thunder
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Saw the stars crashing
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artist: Radiohead
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song: Creep
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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When you were here before
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Couldn't look you in the eye
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You're just like an angel
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Your skin makes me cry
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You float like a feather
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In a beautiful world
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I wish I was special
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You're so fucking special
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artist: Bobby Mcferring
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song: Don't Worry Be Happy
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Here is a little song I wrote
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You might want to sing it note for note
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<song title>
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In every life we have some trouble
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When you worry you make it double
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<song title>......
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artist: Faith no More
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song: Epic
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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Can you feel it, see it, hear it today?
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If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway
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You will never understand it cuz it happens too fast
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And it feels so good, it's like walking on glass
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It's so cool, it's so hip, it's alright
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It's so groovy, it's outta sight
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You can touch it, smell it, taste it so sweet
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But it makes no difference cuz it knocks you off your feet
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artist: Tears For Fears
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song: Everybody Wants To Rule the World
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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Welcome to your life
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There's no turning back
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Even while we sleep
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We will find you
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Acting on your best behaviour
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Turn your back on mother nature
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<song title>
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It's my own design
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It's my own remorse
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Help me to decide
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Help me make the most
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Of freedom and of pleasure
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Nothing ever lasts forever
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<song title>
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artist: Technotronic
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song: Pump Up the Jam
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Yo Come On Move This
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Shake That Body
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Shake That Body
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People dont you know, dont you know
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its about time
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artist: Cazuza
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song: Exagerado
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Amor da minha vida
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Daqui até a eternidade
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Nossos destinos
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Foram traçados na maternidade
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Paixão cruel desenfreada
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Te trago mil rosas roubadas
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Pra desculpar minhas mentiras
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Minhas mancadas
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artist: Billy Idol
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song: Eyes Without a Face
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I'm all out of hope
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One more bad break could bring a fall
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When I'm far from home
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Don't call me on the phone
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To tell me you're alone
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It's easy to deceive
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It's easy to tease
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But hard to get release
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artist: Kiss
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song: Forever
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I gotta tell you what I'm feeling inside
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I could lie to myself, but it's true
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There's no denying when I look in your eyes
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Girl, I'm outta my head over you
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I lived so long believing all love is blind
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But everything about you
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Is telling me this time it's
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artist: the Cure
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song: Friday I'm In Love
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Dressed up to the eyes
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It's a wonderful surprise
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To see your shoes and your spirits rise
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Throwing out your frown
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And just smiling at the sound
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And as sleek as a shriek
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Spinning round and round
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Always take a big bite
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It's such a gorgeous sight
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To see you eat in the middle of the night
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You can never get enough
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Enough of this stuff
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<song title>
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artist: Cyndi Lauper
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song: Girls Just Want To Have Fun
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I come home in the morning light
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My mother says when you gonna live your life right
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Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
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And <song title>
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Oh <song title>
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artist: Culture Club
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song: Karma Chameleon
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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There's a loving in your eyes all the way.
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If I listened to your lies would you say
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I'm a man (a man) without conviction,
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I'm a man (a man) who doesn't know
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How to sell (to sell) a contradiction.
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You come and go, you come and go.
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-
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artist: David Bowie
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song: Let's Dance
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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If you say run, I'll run with you
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If you say hide, we'll hide
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Because my love for you
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Would break my heart in two
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If you should fall
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Into my arms
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And tremble like a flower
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artist: Roxette
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song: Listen To Your Heart
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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I know there's something in the wake of your smile
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I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea
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You've built a love but that love falls apart
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Your little piece of heaven turns too dark
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-
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artist: Suzanne Vega
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song: Luka
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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I live on the second floor
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I live upstairs from you
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Yes I think you've seen me before
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If you hear something late at night
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Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
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Just don't ask me what it was
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Just don't ask me what it was
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Just don't ask me what it was
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-
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artist: Michael Sembello
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song: Maniac
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done: true
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Just a steel town girl on a saturday night
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Looking for the fight of her life
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In the real-time world no one sees her at all
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They all say she's crazy
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Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart
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Changing woman into life
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She has danced into the danger zone
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When a dancer becomes a dance
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artist: Frankie Goes To Hollywood
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song: Relax
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done: true
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But shoot it in the right direction
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Make making it your intention-ooh yeah
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Live those dreams
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Scheme those schemes
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Got to hit me
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Hit me
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Hit me with those laser beams
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artist: scorpions
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song: rock you like a hurricane
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done: true
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It's early morning the Sun comes out
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Last night was shaking and pretty loud
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My cat is purring and scratches my skin
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So what is wrong with another sin?
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The bitch is hungry she needs to tell
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So give her inches and feed her well
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More days to come new places to go
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I've got to leave it's time for a show
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artist: tears for fears
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song: shout
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done: false
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In violent times
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You shouldn't have to sell your soul
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In black and white
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They really really ought to know
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Those one track minds
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That took you for a working boy
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Kiss them, goodbye
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You shouldn't have to jump for joy
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artist: ace of base
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song: the sign
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done: true
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I, I gotta new life
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You would hardly recognize me I'm so glad
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How could a person like me care for you?
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(Why?)Why do I bother
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When you're not the one for me
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Ooooo, is enough, enough?
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artist: michael jackson
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song: thriller
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done: false
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It's close to midnight
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Something evil's lurkin' in the dark
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Under the moonlight
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You see a sight that almost stops your heart
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You try to scream
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But terror takes the sound before you make it
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You start to freeze
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As horror looks you right between the eyes
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You're paralyzed
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artist: cyndi lauper
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song: true colors
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done: true
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You with the sad eyes
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Don't be discouraged
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Oh I realize
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It's hard to take courage
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In a world full of people
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You can lose sight of it all
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And the darkness inside you
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Can make you feel so small
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artist: p!nk
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song: try
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done: true
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Ever wonder ‘bout what he’s doing?
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How it all turned to lies?
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Sometimes I think that it’s better to never ask why
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Where there is desire there is gonna be a flame
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Where there is a flame someone’s bound to get burned
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But just because it burns doesn’t mean you’re gonna die
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artist: twisted sister
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song: we're not gonna take it
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done: true
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We've got the right to choose
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And there ain't no way we'll lose it
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This is our life, this is our song
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We'll fight the powers that be just
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Don't pick our destiny 'cause
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You don't know us, you don't belong
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artist: alice in chains
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song: "would?"
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done: true
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Know me broken by my master
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Teach thee on child of love hereafter
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Into the flood again
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Same old trip it was back then
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So I made a big mistake
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Try to see it once my way
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Drifting body it's sole desertion
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Flying not yet quite the notion
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artist: scorpions
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song: still loving you
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done: true
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Time, it needs time
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To win back your love again
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I will be there, I will be there
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Love, only love
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Can bring back your love someday
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I will be there, I will be there
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artist: rick james
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song: super freak
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done: false
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She's a very kinky girl
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The kind you don't take home to mother
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She will never let your spirits down
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Once you get her off the street, ow girl
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She likes the boys in the band
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She says that I'm her all-time favorite
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When I make my move to her room it's the right time
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She's never hard to please, oh no
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artist: cheap trick
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song: surrender
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done: true
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Mother told me, yes, she told me
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That I'd meet girls like you
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She also told me, "Stay away
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You'll never know what you'll catch"
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Just the other day I heard
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Of a soldier's falling off
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Some Indonesian junk
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That's going round
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artist: spice girls
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song: wannabe
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done: true
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Yo, I'll say you what I want, what I really really want
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So tell me what you want, what you really really want
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I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want
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So tell me what you want, what you really really want
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I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
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I wanna really really really wanna zig-a-zig, ah
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artist: louis armstrong
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song: what a wonderful world
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done: false
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I see trees of green, red roses too
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I see them bloom for me and you
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And I think to myself, <song title>
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artist: laura branigan
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song: gloria
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done: true
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<song title>, you're always on the run now
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Running after somebody, you gotta get him somehow
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I think you've got to slow down before you start to blow it
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I think you're headed for a breakdown, so be careful not to showit
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artist: cutting crew
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song: (i just) died in your arms
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done: false
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Oh I, <song title>
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It must have been something you said
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<song title>
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I keep looking for something I can't get
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Broken hearts lie all around me
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And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
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Her diary it sits on the bedside table
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The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle
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Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this
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Oh I, <song title>
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It must've been something you said
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<song title>
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Oh I, <song title>
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It must've been some kind of kiss
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I should've walked away, I should`ve walked away
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artist: skid row
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song: 18 and life
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done: true
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Ricky was a young boy
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He had a heart of stone
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Lived 9 to 5 and worked his
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Fingers to the bone
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Just barely out of school
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Came from the edge of town
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Fought like a switchblade
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So no one could take him down
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He had no money, ooh
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No good at home
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He walked the streets a soldier
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And he fought the world alone
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And now it's
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artist: u2
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song: all i want is you
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: pink floyd
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song: another brick in the wall
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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-
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artist: michael jackson
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song: bad
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Your body is mine
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Gonna tell you right
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Just show your face
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In broad daylight
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I'm telling you
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On how I feel
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Gonna hurt your mind
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Don't shoot to kill
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Come on.
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Come on.
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Lay it on me
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All right...
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artist: aqua
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song: barbie girl
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done: false
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I'm a blond bimbo girl, in a fantasy world
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Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly
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You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamour in pink,
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Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky...
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You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always yours"
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artist: michael jackson
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song: beat it
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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They told him don't you ever come around here
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Don't want to see your face, you better disappear
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The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
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So <song title>, just <song title>
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You better run, you better do what you can
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Don't want to see no blood, don't be a macho man
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You want to be tough, better do what you can
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So <song title>, but you want to be bad
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artist: michael jackson
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song: bilie jean
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: the verve
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song: bitter sweet symphony
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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'Cause it's a <song title>, this life
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Trying to make ends meet
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You're a slave to money then you die
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I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
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You know the one that takes you to the places
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where all the veins meet yeah
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No change, I can't change
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I can't change, I can't change
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But I'm here in my mind
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I am here in my mind
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But I'm a million different people
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from one day to the next
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I can't change my mind
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no,no,no,no,no,no(fading away)
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artist: queen
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song: bohemian rhapsody
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: evanescence
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song: bring me to life
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
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Leading you down into my core where I’ve become so numb
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Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold
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Until you find it there and lead it back home
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(Wake me up)
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Wake me up inside
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(I can’t wake up)
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Wake me up inside
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(Save me)
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Call my name and save me from the dark
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(Wake me up)
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Bid my blood to run
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(I can’t wake up)
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Before I come undone
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(Save me)
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Save me from the nothing I’ve become
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artist: mr mister
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song: broken wings
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: no doubt
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song: don't speak
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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You and me
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We used to be together
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Everyday together always
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I really feel
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That I'm losing my best friend
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I can't believe
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This could be the end
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It looks as though you're letting go
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And if it's real
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Well I don't want to know
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artist: roupa nova
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song: dona
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title> desses traiçoeiros
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Sonhos sempre verdadeiros
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Oh! <song title> desses animais
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<song title> dos seus ideais
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Pelas ruas onde andas
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Onde mandas todos nós
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Somos sempre mensageiros
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Esperando tua voz
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artist: the cranberries
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song: dreams
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Oh my life
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Is changing everyday
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Every possible way
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Though my dreams
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It's never quite as it seems
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Never quite as it seems
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I know I felt like this before
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But now I'm feeling it even more
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Because it came from you
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-
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artist: depeche mode
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song: enjoy the silence
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: fresno
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song: eu sei
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Às vezes fico com saudade,
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de momentos que eu ainda não vivi.
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Às vezes perco na vontade,
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de sentimentos que eu ainda não senti.
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Te vejo nas paredes dos hotéis,
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eu vivo interpretando papeis.
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Às vezes eu não sei mais quem sou,
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me deu vontade de voltar.
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Pois eu sei, que você quer viver comigo outra vez.
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Que você quer viver ao lado meu, até a luz do sol se apagar.
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artist: the police
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song: every breath you take
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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Oh can't you see
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You belong to me
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How my poor heart aches
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With every step you take
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[...]
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Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace
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I dream at night, I can only see your face
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I look around but it's you I can't replace
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I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
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I keep calling baby, baby please...
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-
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artist: R.E.M
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song: everybody hurts
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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When your day is long and the night
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The night is yours alone
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When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
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Don't let yourself go
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Everybody cries and <song title> sometimes
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Sometimes everything is wrong
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Now it's time to sing along
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When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)
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If you feel like letting go (hold on)
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When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on
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artist: cazuza
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song: exagerado
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: survivor
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song: eye of the tiger
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Risin' up, back on the street
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Did my time, took my chances
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Went the distance
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Now I'm back on my feet
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Just a man and his will to survive
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So many times, it happens too fast
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You trade your passion for glory
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Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
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You must fight just to keep them alive
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-
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artist: lenny kravitz
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song: fly away
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I wish that I could fly
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Into the sky
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So very high
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Just like a dragonfly
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I'd fly above the trees
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Over the seas in all degrees
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To anywhere I please
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-
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artist: bruce springsteen
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song: glory days
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: belinda carlisle
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song: heaven is a place on earth
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Oh, baby do you know what that's worth?
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Oh, <song title>.
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They say in Heaven, love comes first
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We'll make Heaven a place on Earth
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Oh, <song title>
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When the night falls down,
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I wait for you, and to come around
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And the world's alive
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With the sound of kids on the street outside
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When you walk into the room
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You pull me close and we start to move
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And we're spinnin' with the stars above
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And you lift me up
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In the wave of love
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-
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artist: eurythmics
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song: here comes the rain again
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title>
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Falling on my head like a memory
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Falling on my head like a new emotion
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I want to walk in the open wind
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I want to talk like lovers do
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I want to dive into your ocean
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Is it raining with you
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So baby talk to me
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Like lovers do
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Walk with me
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Like lovers do
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Talk to me
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Like lovers do
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<song title>
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Raining in my head like a tragedy
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Tearing me apart like a new emotion
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Oooooh
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I want to breathe in the open wind
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I want to kiss like lovers do
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I want to dive into your ocean
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Is it raining with you
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artist: sheryl crow
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song: if it makes you happy
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I've been long, a long way from here
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Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos,
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And drank til I was thirsty again
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We went searching through thrift store jungles
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Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo
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And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
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Well, o.k. I made this up
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I promised you I'd never give up
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[Chorus]
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<song title>
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It can't be that bad
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<song title>
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Then why the hell are you so sad
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You get down, real low down
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You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train
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Well who hasn't been there before?
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I come round, around the hard way
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Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
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And serve you french toast again
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artist: linking park
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song: in the end
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: culture club
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song: karma chameleon
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: bon jovi
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song: livin' on a prayer
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Once upon a time
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Not so long ago
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Tommy used to work on the docks
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Unions been on strike
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He's down on his luck... it's tough, so tough
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Gina works the diner all day
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Working for her man, she brings home her pay
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For love - for love
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She says we've got to hold on to what we've got
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Cause it doesn't make a difference
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If we make it or not
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We've got each other and that's a lot
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For love - well give it a shot
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artist: elvis presley
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song: love me tender
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title>,
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Love me sweet,
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Never let me go.
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You have made my life complete,
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And I love you so.
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<song title>,
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Love me true,
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All my dreams fulfilled.
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For my darlin I love you,
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And I always will.
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<song title>,
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Love me long,
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Take me to your heart.
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For it's there that I belong,
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And well never part.
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artist: ed motta
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song: manuel
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Ia pro trabalho cansado,
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Às 6 da manhã,
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Ouvia no seu rádio,
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Calcinhas e sutiã
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No rádio era um funk,
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O trem tava lotado,
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Pensou no seu salário,
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Ficou desanimado
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Se eu fosse americano
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Minha vida não seria assim
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-
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artist: ritchie
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song: menina veneno
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Meia-noite no meu quarto, ela vai subir
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Ouço passos na escada, vejo a porta abrir
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Um abajur cor de carmim, um lençol azul
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Cortinas de seda, o seu corpo nu
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[...]
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Seus olhos verdes no espelho,
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Brilham para mim
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Seu corpo inteiro é um prazer
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Do princípio ao fim
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-
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artist: crash test dummies
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song: mmm mmm mmm mmm
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Once there was this kid who
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Got into an accident and couldn't come to school
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But when he finally came back
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His hair had turned from black into bright white
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He said that it was from when
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The cars had smashed him so hard
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<song title>
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Once there was this girl who
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Wouldn't go and change with the girls in the change room
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But when they finally made her
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They saw birthmarks all over her body
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She couldn't quite explain it
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They'd always just been there
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-
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artist: pink floyd
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song: money
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title>, get away
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Get a good job with more pay
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And your O.K.
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<song title>, it's a gas
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Grab that cash with both hands
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And make a stash
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New car, caviar, four star daydream
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Think I'll buy me a football team
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<song title> get back
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I'm all right Jack
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Keep your hands off my stack
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artist: boston
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song: more than a feeling
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
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Turned on some music to start my day
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I lost myself in a familiar song
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I closed my eyes and I slipped away
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It's <song title>
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(<song title>)
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When I hear that old song they used to play
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(<song title>)
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I begin dreaming
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(<song title>)
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'Til I see Marianne walk away
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I see my Marianne walkin' away
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artist: counting crows
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song: mr jones
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this
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yellow-haired girl
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<song title> strikes up a conversation with this black-
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haired flamenco dancer
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She dances while his father plays guitar
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She's suddenly beautiful
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We all want something beautiful
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I wish I was beautiful
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So come dance this silence down through the morning
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Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
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Pass me a bottle, <song title>
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Believe in me
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artist: the who
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song: my generation
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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-
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artist: sinead o'conner
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song: nothing compres to you
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: garbage
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song: only happy when it rains
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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I'm <song title>
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I'm only happy when it's complicated
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And though I know you can't appreciate it
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I'm <song title>
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You know I love it when the news is bad
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Why it feels so good to feel so sad
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I'm <song title>
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artist: duran duran
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song: ordinary world
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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Came in from a rainy Thursday
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On the avenue
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Thought I heard you talking softly
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I turned on the lights, the TV
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And the radio
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Still I can't escape the ghost of you
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What has happened to it all?
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Crazy, some are saying
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Where is the life that I recognize?
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Gone away
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But I won't cry for yesterday
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There's an ordinary world
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Somehow I have to find
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And as I try to make my way
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To the <song title>
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I will learn to survive
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-
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artist: enigma
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song: return to innocence
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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That's not the beginning of the end
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That's the return to yourself
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The <song title>
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Love - Devotion
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Feeling - Emotion
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Love - Devotion
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Feeling - Emotion
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Don't be afraid to be weak
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Don't be too proud to be strong
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Just look into your heart my friend
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That will be the return to yourself
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artist: jesus jones
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song: right here right now
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done: true
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A woman on the radio talks about revolution
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When it's already passed her by
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Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about
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You know it feels good to be alive
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I was alive and I waited, waited
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I was alive and I waited for this
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Right here, right now
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There is no other place I want to be
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Right here, right now
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Watching the world wake up from history
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I saw the decade in, when it seemed the world could change
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At the blink of an eye
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And if anything
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Then there's your sign of the times
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artist: eagle eye cherry
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song: save tonight
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done: true
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Go on and close the curtains
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'Cause all we need is candlelight
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You and me, and a bottle of wine
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To hold you tonight (oh)
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Well we know I'm going away
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And how I wish - I wish it weren't so
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So take this wine and drink with me
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And let's delay our misery
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artist: robert palmer
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song: simply irresistible
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done: false
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How can it be permissible?
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She compromise my principle, yeah, yeah
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That kind of love is mythical
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She's anything but typical
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She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
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You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
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She used to look good to me, but now I find her
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artist: deep purple
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song: smoke on the water
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done: false
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We all came out to Montereax,
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On the Lake Geneva shoreline.
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To make records with a mobile,
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We didn't have much time.
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But Frank Zappa and the Mothers,
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Were at the best place around,
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But some stupid with a flare gun,
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Burned the place to the ground.
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<song title> and fire in the sky.
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<song title>...
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artist: titas
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song: televisao
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done: false
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Oh! Cride, fala pra mãe
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Que eu nunca li num livro
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Que o espirro
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Fosse um vírus sem cura
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Vê se me entende
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Pelo menas uma vez
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Criatura!
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Oh! Cride, fala pra mãe!...
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artist: lulu santos
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song: tempos modernos
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done: false
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Eu vejo a vida
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Melhor no futuro
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Eu vejo isso
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Por cima de um muro
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De hipocrisia
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Que insiste
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Em nos rodear
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artist: men without hats
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song: the safety dance
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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We can dance if we want to
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We can leave your friends behind
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'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
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Well they're no friends of mine
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I say, we can go where we want to
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A place where they will never find
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And we can act like we come from out of this world
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Leave the real one far behind
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And we can dance
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artist: natalie imbruglia
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song: torn
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: spin doctors
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song: two princes
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: chico buarque
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song: vai passar
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title>
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Nessa avenida um samba popular
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Cada paralelepípedo
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Da velha cidade
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Essa noite vai
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Se arrepiar
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Ao lembrar
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Que aqui passaram sambas imortais
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Que aqui sangraram pelos nossos pés
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Que aqui sambaram nossos ancestrais
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artist: the buggles
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song: video killed the radio star
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
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Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
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If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.
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Oh-a oh
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They took the credit for your second symphony.
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Rewritten by machine and new technology,
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and now I understand the problems you can see.
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Oh-a oh
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artist: aerosmith
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song: walk this way
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: usa for africa
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song: we are the world
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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There comes a time when we heed a certain call
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When the world must come together as one
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There are people dying
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And its time to lend a hand to life
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The greatest gift of all
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We can't go on pretending day by day
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That someone, somehow will soon make a change
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We are all a part of Gods great big family
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And the truth, you know,
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Love is all we need
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artist: starship
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song: we built this city
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Say you don't know me or recognize my face
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Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
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Knee deep in the hoopla sinking in your fight
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Too many runaways eating up the night
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Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
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artist: queen
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song: we will rock
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: 4 non blondes
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song: what's up
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done: true
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Twenty-five years I'm alive here still
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Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
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For a destination
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I realized quickly when I knew I should
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That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
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For whatever that means
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And so I cry sometimes
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When I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out
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What's in my head
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And I, I am feeling a little peculiar.
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artist: tone loc
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song: wild thing
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done: true
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artist: the cranberries
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song: zombie
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Another head hangs lowly
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Child is slowly taken
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And the violence caused such silence
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Who are we mistaken?
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But you see, it's not me, it's not my family
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In your head, in your head they are fighting
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With their tanks and their bombs
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And their bones and their guns
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In your head, in your head, they are crying...
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artist: chet atkins
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song: mr sandman
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: chuck berry
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song: johnny b goode
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done: false
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Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
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Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
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There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
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Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
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Who never ever learned to read or write so well
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But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell
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[...]
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He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
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Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
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Oh, the engineerswould see him sitting in the shade
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Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
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People passing by they would stop and say
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Oh my that little country boy could play
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artist: eddie cochran
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song: summertimes blues
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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artist: the beatles
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song: while my guitar gently weeps
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
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<song title>
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I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
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Still my <tip>.
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I don't know why nobody told you
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How to unfold your love
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I don't know how someone controlled you
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They bought and sold you.
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I look at the world and I notice it's turning
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<song title>
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With every mistake we must surely be learning
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Still my <tip>.
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artist: dick dale
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song: miserlou
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done: false
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artist: surfaris
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song: wipeout
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done: true
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artist: genesis
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song: another day in paradise
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done: false
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She calls out to the man on the street
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"sir, can you help me?
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It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep
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Is there somewhere you can tell me?
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He walks on, doesn't look back
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He pretends he can't hear her
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Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
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Seems embarrased to be there
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artist: the beatles
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song: helter skelter
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done: false
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When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
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Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
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Till I get to the bottom and I see you again.
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Do, don't you want me to love you
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I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
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Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on tell me the answer
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You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer.
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artist: derek and the dominos
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song: layla
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done: false
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What'll you do when you get lonely
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And nobody's waiting by your side?
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You've been running and hiding much too long.
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You know it's just your foolish pride.
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[Chorus:]
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<song title>, you've got me on my knees.
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<song title>, I'm begging, darling please.
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<song title>, darling won't you ease my worried mind.
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artist: lynyrd skynyrd
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song: sweet home alabama
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done: false
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Big wheels keep on turning
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Carry me home to see my kin
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Singing songs about the south-land
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I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
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And I think it's a sin
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Well I heard Mister Young sing about her
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Well I heard ole Neil put her down
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Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
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A southern man don't need him around any how
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artist: heart
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song: barracuda
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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So this ain't the end - I saw you again today
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I had to turn my heart away
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Smiled like the Sun - kisses for everyone
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And tales - it never fails!
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You lying so low in the weeds
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I bet you gonna ambush me
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You'd have me down on my knees
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Now wouldn't you, <song title>?
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Back over Time we were all trying for free
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Met up with porpoise and me
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No right no wrong you're selling a Song - a name
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Whisper game
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artist: van halen
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song: runnin' with the devil
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Yeah, Yeah!
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Ah, yeah!
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I live my life like there's no tomorrow
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And all I've got, I had to steal
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Least I don't need to beg or borrow
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Yes I'm livin' at a pace that kills
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Oooh, yeah
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(Ahh!) <song title> (Ahh-hah! Yeah!)
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(Woo-hoo-oo!) <song title>
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I'm gonna tell ya all about it
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I found the simple life ain't so simple
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When I jumped out, on that road
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I got no love, no love you'd call real
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Ain't got nobody, waitin' at home
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artist: dire straits
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song: sultans of swing
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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You get a shiver in the dark
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It's a rainin' in the park, but meantime
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South of the river you stop and you hold everything
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A band is blowin' Dixie double four time
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You feel alright when you hear the music ring...
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And now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
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Comin' in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
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Competition in other places...
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Oh but the horns they blowin' that sound
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Way on down south, way on down south London town
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You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
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But he's strictly rhythm he doesn't wanna make it cry or sing
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They've said an old guitar is all he can afford
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When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
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artist: the police
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song: message in a bottle
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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-
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artist: ac dc
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song: back in black
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title>
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I hit the sack
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I've been too long I'm glad to be back
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Yes I'm, let loose
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From the noose
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That's kept me hanging about
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I keep looking at the sky
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'Cause it's gettin' me high
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Forget the herse 'cause I'll never die
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I got nine lives
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Cat's eyes
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Usin' every one of them and running wild
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'Cause I'm back
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Yes, I'm back
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Well, I'm back
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Yes, I'm back
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Well, I'm back, back
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(Well) I'm <song title>
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Yes, I'm <song title>
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artist: ozzy osbourne
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song: crazy train
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: rush
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song: spirit of radio
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Begin the day with a friendly voice,
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A companion unobtrusive
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Plays that song that's so elusive
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And the magic music makes your morning mood.
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Off on your way, hit the open road,
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There is magic at your fingers
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For the Spirit ever lingers,
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Undemanding contact in your happy solitude.
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Invisible airwaves crackle with life
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Bright antenna bristle with the energy
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Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength
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Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free
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All this machinery making modern music
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Can still be open-hearted.
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Not so coldly charted, it's really just a question
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Of your honesty, yeah, your honesty.
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artist: yes
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song: owner of a lonely heart
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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Move yourself
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You always live your life
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Never thinking of the future
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Prove yourself
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You are the move you make
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Take your chances win or loser
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See yourself
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You are the steps you take
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You and you - and that's the only way
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Shake shake yourself
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You're every move you make
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So the story goes
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<song title>
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<song title>
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Much better than - a
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<tip>
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<song title>
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-
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artist: van halen
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song: jump
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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I get up, and nothing gets me down.
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You got it tough. I've seen the toughest around.
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And I know, baby, just how you feel.
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You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real
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Oh, can't you see me standing here?
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I've got my back against the record machine
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I ain't the worst that you've seen.
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Oh, can't you see what I mean?
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Ah, I might as well <song title>. <song title>!
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Might as well <song title>.
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Go ahead, <song title>. <song title>!
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Go ahead, <song title>.
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Aaa-ohh Hey you! Who said that?
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Baby how you been?
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You say you don't know, you won't know
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Until you begin.
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So can't you see me standing here?
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I've got my back against the record machine
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I ain't the worst that you've seen.
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Oh, can't you see what I mean?
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-
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artist: dire straits
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song: money for nothing
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done: true
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artist: guns n' roses
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song: sweet child of mine
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Reminds me of childhood memories
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Where everything
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Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
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Now and then when I see her face
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She takes me away to that special place
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And if I'd stare too long
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I'd probably break down and cry
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Oh, oh, oh
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Oh, oh, oh, oh
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She's got eyes of the bluest skies
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As if they thought of rain
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I hate to look into those eyes
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And see an ounce of pain
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Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
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Where as a child I'd hide
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And pray for the thunder
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And the rain
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To quietly pass me by
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artist: ac dc
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song: thunderstruck
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done: false
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I was caught
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In the middle of a railroad track(Thunder)
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And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder)
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My mind raced
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And I thought what could I do (Thunder)
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And I knew
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And I knew there was no help,no help from you (Thunder)
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Sound of the drums
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Beatin' in my heart
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The thunder of guns
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Tore me apart
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You've been-thunderstruck
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Went down the highway
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Broke the limit, we hit the town
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Went through to Texas, yeah Texas
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And we had some fun
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We met some girls
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Some dancers who gave a good time
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Broke all the rules, played all the fools
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Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds
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artist: alice in chains
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song: man in the box
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done: false
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I'm the <song title>
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Buried in my shit
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Won't you come and save me, save me
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Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
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Jesus Christ, deny your maker
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He who tries, will be wasted
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Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut
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I'm the dog who gets beat
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Shove my nose in shit
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Won't you come and save me, save me
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Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
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Jesus Christ, deny your maker
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He who tries, will be wasted
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Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut
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artist: red hot chilli peppers
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song: scar tissue
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title> that I wish you saw
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Sarcastic mister know it all
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Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause
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With the birds I'll share
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With the birds I'll share
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This lonely view
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With the birds I'll share
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This lonely view
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Push me up against the wall
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Young Kentucky girl in a push-up bra
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Fallin' all over myself
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To lick your heart and taste your health 'cause
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With the birds I'll share
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This lonely view...
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Blood loss in a bathroom stall
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Southern girl with a scarlet drawl
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Wave good-bye to ma and pa 'cause
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With the birds I'll share
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With the birds I'll share
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This lonely view
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With the birds I'll share
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This lonely view
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artist: white stripes
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song: seven nation army
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: the darkness
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song: i believe in a thing called love
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done: false
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Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel
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My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel
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Touching you, touching me
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touching you, god you're touching me
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I believe in a thing called love
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Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
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There's a chance we could make it now
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We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
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<song title>
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Ooh!
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I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
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You got me in a spin but everythin' is A.OK!
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Touching you, touching me
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touching you, god you're touching me
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artist: franz ferdinand
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song: take me out
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done: false
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So if you're lonely
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You know I'm here waiting for you
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I'm just a crosshair
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I'm just a shot away from you
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And if you leave here
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You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
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I'm just a crosshair
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I'm just a shot, then we can die
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I know I won't be leaving here with you
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artist: modest mouse
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song: float on
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done: false
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I backed my car into a cop car the other day
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Well, he just drove off - sometimes life's okay
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I ran my mouth off a bit too much, ah what did I say?
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Well, you just laughed it off and it was all okay
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And we'll all <song title> okay
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And we'll all <song title> okay
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And we'll all <song title> okay
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And we'll all <song title> anyway, well
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A fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam
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It was worth it just to learn some sleight of hand
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Bad news comes, don't you worry even when it lands
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Good news will work it way to all them plans
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We both got fired on, exactly, the same day
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Well, we'll <song title>, good news is on the way
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artist: snap
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song: the power
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done: false
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Like the crack of the whip, I snap attack
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Front to back in this thing called rap
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Dig it like a shovel, rhyme Devil on a Heavenly level
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Bang the bass, turn up the treble
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Radical mind day and night all the time
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Seven, fourteen, wise, divine
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Maniac, brainiac, winning the game
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I'm the lyrical Jesse James
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Oh, yeah, yeah
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Oh yeah, gettin' kinda heavy
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It's getting', it's getting', it's gettin' kinda heavy
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It's getting', it's getting', it's gettin' kinda heavy
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It's getting', it's getting', it's gettin' kinda heavy
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It's getting', it's getting', it's gettin' kinda heavy
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artist: technotronic
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song: pump up the jam
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done: false
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<song title>
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<tip> it up
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while your feet are stomping
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And the jam is pumping
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look ahead the crowd is jumpin'
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<tip> it up a little more
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get the party goin' on the dance floor
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see 'cause that's where the party's at
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and you'll find out if you do that
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artist: mc hammer
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song: u can't touch this
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done: true
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lyrics: >
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artist: snap
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song: rhythm is a dancer
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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<song title>
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It's a source companion
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People feel it everywhere
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Lift your hands and voices
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Free your mind and join us
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You can feel it in the air
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Oh it's a passion
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Oh you can feel it yeah
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Oh it's a passion Ohh
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Check this out
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Let the rhythm ride you, guide you
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Sneak inside you set your mind to move
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To its pulsation, bass vibrations
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Sense sensation, pause is not implicit
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Mind and body must be free too
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Please take it all way, nothing to lose
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Everything to win
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-
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artist: vanilla ice
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song: ice ice baby
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done: false
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lyrics: >
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All right stop, collaborate, and listen
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Ice is back with my brand new invention
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Something grabs a hold of me tightly
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Flow like a harpoon, daily and nightly
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Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know
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Turn off the lights and I'll glow
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To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
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Light-up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
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Dance, go rush the speaker that booms
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I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
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Deadly when I play a dope melody
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Anything less than the best is a felony
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Love it or leave it, you better gang way
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You better hit bull's eye, the kid don't play
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If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it
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Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
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