it notin' but rhythm And rhythm goes on and on to the break of moon, baby The dads is gone but they used to come lovely The sickness towards the world?s cause Sam caused the blues
the blue train cover The real got surreal ?cause we feel you ain?t a ganster When I was a youngster, ate jazz and black Freedom had a pistol, it was just
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tha blue coop mover definitely lot of losers, snatching bro'd n used up show her how to blow on my glass, eighty cash eighty pecks of decks, and tha classical eighty jazz
keep falling, wet, wet shawty "Shoulder Lean" money, I'm still balling Got them soldiers in the tomb, pockets overload Stack my money up and take a rocket to the moon
die SINGING THE BLUES (Endsley - Acuff-Rose-Opreyland Music) I never felt more like singing the blues 'Cos I never thought that I'd ever lose your love dear You got me singing the blues The moon
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blue Saying "I've been searching for someone And now I know who" Jazz Devil Sick and racy I'm the Jazz Devil But very tasty I'm the Jazz Devil Flymeat
shawty, im tha blue coop mover definitely lot of losers, snatching bro'd n show her how to blow on my glass, eighty cash eighty pecks of decks, and tha classical eighty jazz
: Rousseau walks on trumpet paths Safaris to the heart of all that jazz Through I bars and girders-through wires and pipes The mathematic circuits of
go on e non ci sono santi ma stantii macro e tosti debuttanti buchi nel tutu della ballerina luci, luna blu, blue moon l'orchestra che si strina col suo jazz
For such a lady comes along once in a blue moon And when you do I'm over the moon Don't mean to sing blues talking all that Jazz Straight up I like the