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songs
Aint trippin even if you sing em wrong
I'm turning over every single stone
Even one's that the sheep have thrown
Recording 4 in the morn, quarter

love this stroke 
Talking all that big girl shit we gone see when you get home 
Cause we gone get it on,cause we gone get it on
to the early morn

plass-
Skåler på terrassen flipper cash pussy yeye

Vi sto på balkong, det var første gang, gutta hitta morn
Så var livet i gang, hadde fylleangst, men det

you to eternity

The fan on the ceiling goes round and round
A cherry drops from the tree to the ground
the rooster crows at five in the morn
It's time

glass, thank God we got more (oh, yeah, yeah)
We sipping champagne 'til it's three in the morn'

Now, I can't lie this drink of mine 
Got me out here

On them cloudy Monday morns
On them cold lazy days
Do you feel me?
Is there really
All this vacant emptiness
Over your side of the bed?
Do you

the morn I gotta dip
You know it’s back to LAX
Staring at your silhouette had to pass up on the vette Went and spent that on my neck
Rolling cruising

morn
The taxi's waitin'
He's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome
I could die
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me

you to beat it till the early morn’


I don’t want this to be over
Tell me we’re not through
Hold me closer
Give me closure, I’m not over you.

and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees; O hear the Angel voices!
O

hands, put your, put your hands up
Put your hands, put your, put your hands up
Get up!
We ain't going home, it's 6 in the morn'
This house is bumping,

It was early morn, when the sun broke through
And it woke me from that place
There was danger there, there was a smell I knew
They could see it on my

Oh, lay your sweet head
Here on my chest
Your breath on my neck

Oh, safe in my arms 
Until the morn
Until the dawn

(hmm, hmm)

Oh, my love, my life

the Celtics
Let's get it on! Pass tha Patron
Keep the bottles popping till 6 in the morn

When the beat starts knocking
And the drinks start popping, then you

the morn 

(Chorus)
Its been a couple days since I been there, 
Said I wanna talk but you don’t care. Woah (woah woah woah)
Its been a couple days since I

night
Till the morn'
Trying to blow up
My cellular phone
A playa need
A whole damn island
Just so he can feel alone
Black trash bag
Full of clothes
I'm

touching you
Loving you more
Doing it all
How we end up on the floor?
Leaving you shook by the morn'
Don't play it safe girl
I'm hitting it raw so
Would you

me

So I back it up straight back it up
When I know when he had it yup he had enough
Got the savage on in the early morn
Wake him up to that good good

Holding it down, I'm protected by straps
Twelve on patrol, whip on the stove
Whip it, I whip it, I whip it up more
Four in the morn, twelve on patrol
Whip

See the river
That never felt the drought
Of emptiness
Weary words
They are torn
By the shadows
In the thorn
By the coldness
Of the morn

pura passione
Quanta gente morn solitudine depressione
Quante notti a piangere a chiederti perché
O cuscine sape chi c'era li con te
Non mangi più stati

the red bird
Spread his sable wing
And showed his side of flame
When the rose bud ripened to the rose 
In both I read they name 

This morn I climbed

I'll be your only
Til morn when sun rises again
'Cause at the Night Star I'm your man
So raise a toast, let's make the most while we can
At the Night

Two in a morn
High and I'm crushing the city
Hoping that you in a mood
Pour me a shot
Matter fact gimme the bottle
I'll chug it like I'm drinking