41 lyrics for "Ro mah ro-mah-mah"

Caught in a bad romance Want your bad romance I want your love Rah rah ah-ah-ah! Ro mah ro-mah-mah I want your love and You and me could write a bad romance Gaga ooh-la-la! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
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Well you will accompany me Further on down the road, baby Then a happy fool I would rather be Well day by day And just one, just one little step at a time Woman you have given me so so much Just to ease this troubled little heart of mine And that's why
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Ella lo baila pegao, pegao, pegao, pegao Bien pegao, pegao, pegao (Eh) Ella me modela guillá Me baila guillá Me aloca cuando se quita la ropa y me provoca Y el mahon bien apretao Y el mahón bien apretao Arriba, Arriba, Arriba, Arriba Pero bien guillá
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The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And
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Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she warbles as she flies Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds And she never holler cuckoo 'Til the 4th day of July Well, I've known you of old Well, you've robbed my poor pockets Of the silver and the gold I'm goin'
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We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha And Joe is somewhere on the road We lost Davy in the Korean war And I still
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Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill He never worked, and he never will, And it's ride, ride, ride. Railroad Bill's a mighty mean man Shot the light out of the poor brakeman's hand Railroad Bill, up on a hill Lightin' a cigar with a ten-dollar bill. Railroad
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Mother and father I wanna make you proud Brothers and sisters Let me scream out loud I love you all I love it, yeah Thank you for everything I love it, yeah yeah yeah I've never been religious
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Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Yes now, wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Have you got the nerve to drive poor papa Taj from your door? Woke up this mornin' baby, I had them Statesboro blues. Statesboro Georgia, that is. Woke up this mornin,
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V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy Cash money still a company, and, bitch, I'm the boss What I'm doing? Getting money What we doing? Getting money What they doing? Hating on us, but they
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