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Beatrice got a phonograph And it won't say a lonesome word Beatrice got a phonograph And it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done?
Beatrice, she got a phonograph And it won't say a lonesome word Beatrice got a phonograph But it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done?
Beatrice, she got a phonograph And it won't say a lonesome word Beatrice got a phonograph But it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done?
Or the banjo, or the bongos, 'Cause when I sit down to play The people laugh. So I guess I'll have to play my phonograph. But my phonograph is broke, My
the edge of the vase The phonograph's playing an old broken record A tango and over and over it plays Over it plays Over it plays A medieval
many phonograph records I think I'm gonna have a baby, a baby I wouldn't be naughty for the sake of naught Or be different just to differ I
playin the banjo clown You could be on the road to Natchez brother with a lot of good songs goin down Or on my old phonograph records doin a little C
played on them old eights Moments in a photograph Notes played on a phonograph She was a spinning parasol A sexy voice on a midnight call I was the keeper
on the stage of my mind And I can no longer tell what voice is mine Oh, phonograph électronique Take me away from the life I'm living Oh, phonograph électronique
understand All you get is the information Censoring the situation Oh my God it's taking me From the phonograph record to the MP3 All the world is overrun
again dreamer wishing at the windows See the planet spinning like a phonograph? Still regret it? I don't think so But you are forgetting It's nothing
Like a flathead drill bit Like a compact disk Like a phonograph Like a eucharist Like a locomotive Like a ready wit Like an hour glass Like a flat
You were the phonograph; I was a kid I sat with an ear close, just listening in I Stare at the rain, tapped away down your face You were a miracle
Spinnin' round and round, Spinnin' round and round Spinnin' like a phonograph Spinnin' round and round, Spinnin' round and round
make a stir Yes I am! Was vaccinated with a phonograph needle One summer break; and then I kissed her On her daddy's boat and shot across the lake
apprendi il mondo ti sarà sempre più vicino. * Around the World on the Phonograph (1888) Perché Ho bisogno di questa vita. Perché Ho bisogno di questo
ordered in a Chinese takeaway I show more than I hide I care more than I cry I'm a phonograph baby My wires are live And I'm in crisscross Fine. I
when? There's never quite enough time Oh, play your phonograph It still makes baby laugh And look to the heavens and see if he comes To silence
Sideways the city The corner The block The boulevard to yard I serve 'em track upon track Never release the wack Paragraphs to phonographs Murderous
a phonograph's pavilion, crank my manivelle I've built a house whose foundation can lift me off the turntable and I'm spinning Levitate into space like a UFO,
play an old record on the phonograph I’ll say something stupid that’ll make you laugh Can’t promise riches, or a household staff Just the other half
ebb and flow And I don't need a way out Time keeps spinning like a phonograph Everytime I step forward you take two steps back And now we're skip,
Some people like to rock Some people like to roll Sugar on your tongue is getting out of control Hi fi stereo phonograph Boy! shutup and let it blast
How I kept myself in The phonograph cracks I'm less alone Alone What did you expect I'll try again What did you expect There's nothing left to say Now
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