you some more
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor is hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down »
Leave That Junk Alone
Home of the Blues
by Johnny Cash
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Sousa Sam can only hear the screams of Peep the sot
Who only sips his creme de menthe from terra cotta cups
And exhales menthol scented breath whilst »
Cerdes (Outside the Gates Of)
Procol Harum
by Procol Harum
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sousa sam can only hear the screams of peep the sot
Who only sips his creme de menthe from terra cotta cups
And exhales menthol scented breath whilst »
Cerdes
A Whiter Shade of Pale [A&M]
by Procol Harum
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twice as fast to stay in the same place
Don't catch my breath until the end of the day
And I'd rather be sot in the face
Than hear what you're going »
Ricochet
Ricochet
by Faith No More
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All the hard-drinking stiffs
Are asleep on their cots
And fog's in barrels on Totten Pond Road
And the sots who remain
Strike matches and crane »
Firelight Waltz
Sky Full of Holes
by Fountains of Wayne
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Then those who sot in higher power those who hold the might
Could then direct the hordes of men on to the way that's right
And then the men who draw »
Invertebraes
Inside a Swedish Prison
by Johnny Cash
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i can get my hair sot;
Now don't you start me talkin'
I'll ell ev'rything i know
I'm gonna break up this signifyin'
'cause somebody gotta go »
Don't Start Me to Talkin'
Toulouse Street
by The Doobie Brothers
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what I can't explain
I can't change the past it's true the future now depends on you
sot open up and I'll come through I swear I'll pass the test
Just »
Just Say Yes
Jewel of the South
by Rodney Crowell
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where I can get my hair sot"
Now don't you start me talkin'
I'll tell everything I know
I'm gonna break up this signifyin'
'Cause somebody gotta go »
Don't Start Me Talkin'
Live at Wolf Trap
by The Doobie Brothers
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grow till that road is gone
Then those who sot in higher power those who hold the might
Could then direct the hordes of men on to the way that's right »
The Invertebraes (Poem)
At Osteraker Prison
by Johnny Cash
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The farther you travel
The harder to unravel
The web he spins around you
Turn back while there's time
Can't you see the dangerous signs
sot shoulders »
Detour Ahead
Never Never Land [DualDisc]
by Jane Monheit
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between his knees
Customary sot
He bore me...
All could see...
He found me...
All could see...
He bore me... »
Bore Me
Bayleaf
by Stone Gossard
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don't see why not
If the Lord loves the weak and the weary
Well, how come He can't love a sot
Now I don't drink to hurt anybody
Why I love everybody I »
Bourbon Man
We All Got Together And.../Storyteller
by Tom T. Hall
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to Alice, they say she's a sot, sane she is not, but she loves
It,
And it's all she's got.
She made that apple pie from a memory,
Made them biscuits from »
Pay No Attention to Alice
For the People in the Last Hard Town
by Tom T. Hall
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Léandre le sot,
Pierrot qui d'un saut
De puce
Franchit le buisson,
Cassandre sous son
Capuce,
Arlequin aussi,
Cet aigrefin si
Fantasque, »
Colombine
Chanson de l'Auvergnat
by Georges Brassens
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Seagull
Taught me to fly,
While the father and husband
Is sot down by the Catcher in the Rye. »
Sleepwalking
Sleepwalking
by Magnum
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let to you to long
But then you sot in me along, along
So you don't think it's going to work
You don't think it's going to work
Well, I ask you »
The Story So Far
Daltrey
by Roger Daltrey
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best describe you are as follows, and I quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk"!
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch,
You're the king of sinful sots,
Your heart's »
You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
Dr. Seuss' How the Grinch Stole Christmas & Horton Hears a Who!
by Dr. Seuss
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and tailor and millionaire,
Actor in triumph and priest in prayer,
Comrades now in the hell out there,
Sweep to the fire of War!
Prince and page, sot »
The Call
Vanguard Visionaries
by Country Joe McDonald
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tyrant!
Fiend angelical!
Dove-feathered raven!
Wolvish-ravening lamb!
A hamlet for a slothful vassal
Soothing ale for a parched sot.
Hie to tell me »
A Hamlet for a Slothful Vassal
Theatre of Tragedy
by Theatre of Tragedy
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got into a drifted bank,
And we
We got up sot!
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
(Oh what fun it is to ride)
In »
Jingle Bells
Perry Como Sings Merry Christmas Music
by Perry Como
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Are as follows, and I quote:
"Stink"
"Stank"
"Stunk"!
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato »
You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
Glee: The Music, The Christmas Album
by Glee
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men det kom an på kem som såg
Hevnen er søt for den som venter
Eg kan navnet på de involverte
Et par av de er informerte
De er ikkje lenger meg »
Hevnervals
Live at Vega, Copenhagen
by Kaizers Orchestra
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we got up sot
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
(Oh, what fun it is to ride)
In a one-horse open sleigh, hey
Jingle bells, »
Jingle Bells
Christmas with Eddie Fisher [1952]
by Eddie Fisher
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words that best describe you,
Are, and I quote: "stink. stank. stunk."
You're a rotter, mr. grinch.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Your heart's »
You're a Mean One Mr. Grinch
Happy Christmas Redux, Vols. 1-3
by Sixpence None the Richer
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