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(kd lang/Ben Mink)
Talking to myself
Causing great concern for my health
Where is your head Kathryn
Where is your head
I'm trying hard to escape
This constant pull towards ache
Why do you fight Kathryn
Why do you fight
Surely help will arrive soon
And cure these self induced wounds
Why hurt yourself Kathryn
Why hurt yourself
Why hurt yourself
Can your heart conceal
What the mind of love reveals
I'm taking to myself again
It's causing great concern for my health
Where is your head Kathryn
Where is your head
Wher
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Le premier dans ma vie
M'appelait la dame du Nil
On attendait la nuit
Sur Le Caire endormie
Pour compter les étoiles
Et puis on a grandi
A Paris étrangère
Il m'a pris comme un père
M'a conduite du désert
Jusqu'en pleine lumière
Et sa main comme une aide
Me pousse encore sur scène
Vous, vous aussi
Mal ou bien l'amour vous a grandi
Pour vous, vous aussi
L'homme idéal chaque fois, c'était lui
Vous, vous aussi
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Hey Mister, That's Me Up On the Jukebox
(James Taylor)
Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one that's singing this sad song
Well, I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time
Southern California that's as blue as the boy can be
Blue as the deep blue sea
Won't you listen to me now
I need your golden gated cities like a hole in the head
Just like a hole in the head, I'm free
Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one that's singing this sad song
Well, I'll cry everytime th
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[Yeah hehehahaha, we goin platinum nigga! Plaahahatinum.]
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this motherfucker
My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker
Verse One: Tupac
My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it
Talkin quick and then I vic just tryin to keep from gettin blasted
I had enough I put a hit upon them bastards
Boo-yaa! Turned a snitch into a casket
Now they after me, prowling for a niggaz bucks
Time to see, who's the G, with the bigger nuts
Buck buck, big up and livin r
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