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Gin House Blues - The Animals

"Stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sin I said, stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sin You know I'm beggin' you, somebody give me my gin. Stay away from me, unless you wanta big fight Stay"

Gin house blues - Animals

"Stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sinI said, stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sinYou know I'm beggin' you, somebody give me my gin.Stay away from me, unless you wanta big fightStay"

Bobby Moore - The Business

"Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore viva viva Bobby Moore's football machine Everybody knew they'd seen a sensation A a sensation here what I say now Bobby Moore's football machine Everybody"

House of Krazees - House Of Krazees

"Killa real muthafuka, ask, who's next Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat nine bullets in yo fuking chest Im a night Stalker Told ya about my black magic Im a Psychopathic The nigga that let your family feeling"

Annie Moore - Melanie O'Reilly

"America lay close by But first came Ellis Island I hold the letter in my hand And walk my way to Limbo I'm just a number in this new land I'm just a number in this new land CHORUS And my name is Annie"

Forever Moore - Fishbone

"Well, here I am, like a sardine in a can In a foreign land, with the guys in the band Uh huh, uh huh On the bus, in the back lounge You're the only girl that I wanna, wanna be around Uh hu, uh huh --CHORUS-- I"

Henry Moore - Hugh Cornwell

"Funny how time can take you by surprise It creeps up in the night to give you butterflies I'm happy spending time with you it's the thing to do I love it but I'm sure I'd love a Henry Moore I know a work"

William Moore - Phil Ochs

"Am Walkin' down an Alabama road Rememberin' what the Bible told D G D Am Walkin' with a letter in his hand D G D Am Dreaming of another southern land Am Walkin' down an"

Davey Moore - Phil Ochs

"It was out to california young davey moore did go, To meet with sugar ramos and trade him blow for blow He left his home in springfield, his wife and children five; The spring was fast approaching, it"

Waltz Moore - From First To Last

"I can't eat anything without shoving my hands down my throat And I refuse to leave the world without smearing our makeup With my hair blinding my eyes Oh, blinding my eyes I can't remember the last time"

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