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Just You, Just Me, Tonight Let's make it now, lady, eighty! Cold, sharp tine was seventy-nine, Much more fun will be eighty-one. Each other's lusty show, let's go! Just you, just me to eighty-three. Copr. 1999 |
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| jewish negro | mass_transit_suicide | 011222 |
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| tonya | eighty_eight_from_outer_space | 011222 |
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| Mahayana: Zakah: Sangha Jewels of Refuge |
's mUsIc... [talk about ... pop music...shue bee due bee due wop... bop bop shue wop] |
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| cause duh..i.. |
yeah! wasn't that classic Bowie? or some plastic porcelain pop band of the 80's? |
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