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I had this perfect dream
-un sueno me envolvio This dream was me and you -tal vez estas aqui I want all the world to see -un instinto me guiaba A miracle sensation My guide and inspiration Now my dream is slowly coming true - Freddie Mercury Y montserrat caballe |
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Love hurts, love scars, love wounds
And mars, any heart Not tough or stong enough To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain Love is like a cloud Holds a lot of rain Love hurts......ooh,ooh love hurts (Love Hurts-Nazareth) |
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Whoomp chak a laka chack a laka chak a laka chak a
Point blank gin and juice I drank Gettin' bent and bent and as I puff on a dankt Rock the mic uh oh I see rave skin Rip skit find a honeydip to dip it in Slam dunk it stick it flip it and ride That is double O D D Y oh my Ooh that it come on come on Whoomp there it is I'm done Whoomp there it is |
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And I am telling you I'm not going
You're best man I've ever known There's no way I can ever go No no there's no way No no no no way I'm living without you. - Jennifer Holliday |
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Hushabye, hushabye
Oh my darlin', don't you cry Guardian angels up above Take care of the one I love Pillows lyin' on my bed, Oh my darlin', rest your head Sandman will be comin' soon, Singin' you a slumber tune Lullabye and goodnight In your dreams, I'll hold you tight Lullabye and goodnight 'Til the dawn's early light --Jay & The Americans, 1969 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MJrnerLnrrI |
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I dont practice santeria
I aint got no crystal ball. I had a million dollars but id, Id spend it all. If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found, Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down. What I really wanna know, My baby, what I really want to say I cant define. Well its love, That I need, oh , But my soul will have to, Wait till I get back and find heina of my own. |
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Sai da minha frente eu quero passar
Sigh dah minya frenche cue kay roo pahsah-hah Pois o samba est animado Poyss oo sahm-bah eshta-ani-mah-doo O que eu quero sambar Oo cue kay-roo ay sam-bar Este samba que misto de maracatu Eshte sahmbah kay mishto dje marah cah too samba de preto velho E sambah dje prehtoo vay-oo Samba de preto tu Sambah dje prehtoo doo - Sergio Mendes |
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We were three little girls from school
One was pretty, one was smart And one was a borderline fool Well she's still good looking That woman hasn't slipped a bit The smart one used her head She made her fortune And me, I cross the border every chance I get. We were the girls of the 50's Stoned rock and rollers in the 60's And more then our names got changed As the 70's slipped on by. Now we're 80's ladies There ain't much these ladies ain't tried. KT Oslen--80's Ladies |
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Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt and Levi's is his only disguise Built like a tank yet hard to hit Ice Cube and ETRAIN cold runnin s**t  |
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The Foulest Stench Is In The Air The Funk Of Forty Thousand Years And Grizzly Ghouls From Every Tomb Are Closing In To Seal Your Doom And Though You Fight To Stay Alive Your Body Starts To Shiver For No Mere Mortal Can Resist The Evil Of The Thriller 'Cause this Is Thriller, Thriller Night and No-ones Gonna Save You from the Beast about Strike. You Know its Thriller, Thiller Night You're fighting for Your Life inside a Killer, Thriller |
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Moro
Num país tropical Abençoado por Deus E bonito por natureza Moro Num país tropical Abençoado por Deus E bonito por natureza Mais que beleza Em fevereiro, em fevereiro Tem carnaval, tem carnaval Eu tenho um fusca e um violão Sou flamengo, tenho uma nega chamada Tereza. - Sergoi Mendes and Brazil 66 
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This is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends
Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was And they'll continue singing it forever just because |
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Life ain't always beautiful
Some days I miss your smile I get tired of walkin' All these lonely miles |
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You grew up way too fast
And now there's nothing to believe And reruns all become our history A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell 'em your name |
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No, life ain't always beautiful
But I know, I'll be fine Hey, life ain't always beautiful But it's a beautiful ride What a beautiful ride |
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The teacher stands in front of the class
But the lesson plan he can't recall The student's eyes don't perceive the lies Bouning off every ****ing wall His composure is well kept I guess he fears playing the fool The complacent students sit and listen to some of that Bull**** that he learned in school |
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Wake up screaming, I'm awake and dreaming,
And i won't stop breathing until my heart stops beating. This isn't me, i used to say. All the love was so gone, It feels good to be alive, I've been dead for so long. |
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glory glory hallaluagh,
teacher hit me with a ruler, the ruler turned red, and the teacher fell dead, and she ain't my teacher no more. |
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some seek shelter in the church
a refuge for those with faith but we know how to smoke em out a fire will be raised for those who choose to stand and fight will die with dignity for the unfortunate few who survive will live life in slavery |
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I dont practice santeria I aint got no crystal ball. I had a million dollars but id, Id spend it all. If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found, Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down. What I really wanna know, My baby, what I really want to say I cant define. Well its love, That I need, oh , But my soul will have to, Wait till I get back and find heina of my own. I feel the break feel the break feel the break and I gotta live it up oh yeah |
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