100 lyrics for "Ay ay ay, aye"

Dans les bals populaires Sur des airs populaires On est là pour boire un coup On est là pour faire les fous Et pour se reboire un bon coup Et pas payer nos verres Mais là-bas près du comptoir en bois Nous on ne danse pas Pour boire un coup
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My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand She played the fiddle in an Irish band Said, "Baby, I just wanna dance" You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish
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Come live with me in comfort I wanna be your lover Come live with me angel I don't understand your mood baby I really really Wanna be your lover When you want some solitude You can't have it Ooh yeah baby
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It's just the rainy season. We're taking on water. Say that you love me, even if it's not true. And say that this storm is just passing through. And, baby, tell me you're not leaving. The air's getting heavy and we both know why. So dance one more dance
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Quiero desangrarme hasta que me muera No quiero la vida si he de verte ajena Pues sin tu cariño no vale la pena Ayer te vi pasar con el del brazo Y sin que lo notaras te seguí los pasos Ayer pude comprobar que tu me fingías Después que me juraste que no
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You and your sister live in a Lemonworld I want to sit in and die Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo I'm too tired to drive anyway, anyway right now Do you care if I stayed? You can put on your bathing suits Losin' my breath, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo So
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On the outside you're ablaze and alive But you're dead inside! Dead inside! Revere a million prayers And draw me into your holiness But there's nothing there Light only shines from those who share Unleash a million drones Confine me then erase me babe
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Victimized, victimized Never again victimized No regret for the confidence betrayed No more hiding in shadow 'Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid Time has come for you They're acting like they want a riot, it's a riot I'll give them As the sound
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Fuimos cayendo poco a poco en la rutina cruel Al ritmo crudo de este mundo de papel Que desierto y sed fue nuestra piel Volaron lejos ya cansadas de tanto esperar Las ilusiones que no pudimos lograr Esta es la verdad, nuestro destino Recuerdos, tristeza
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