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- hold your head high gorgeous, they will kill to se...
- some words are best unspoken
- you split my heart in two
- now here's a happy ending to believe in
- if i sing a little song, would you follow me home
- my anylyst thinks youre a good idea.
- tomorrow comes to take me away
- everytime i wake up, i see a different face
- lets get together and feel alright
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