100 lyrics for "la la la, la la la"

When somebody loves you The way I love you There's nothing you can't do It's easy to get through But when somebody loves you When your heart is all alone every second Seems so long When it's just you, you can't see through Those ol' clouds that rain so
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Stupid love is stupid Don't know why we always do it Finally found it just to lose it Always wind up looking stupid Plays you like a fiddle Shakes you like a rattle Takes away your gun
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As we were, so perfect, so happy Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned The music played with a calming frequency The speakers gently seeped the sound of ambient keyboards and light percussion Creating a seductive
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Who Knows (Live; Pass The Jar - Zac Brown Band and Friends Live from the Fabulous Fox Theatre In Atlanta)
Zac Brown Band
Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more
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Sweet the water runs my friend (But) Noldor Blood is on your hands I know where the stars glow (And the) sky´s unclouded Tears unnumbered You will shet and dwell in pain Slain you will be
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If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe
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Sickness will surely take the mind Where minds can't usually go Come on the amazing journey And learn all you should know Deaf, dumb and blind boy He's in a quiet vibration land Strange as it seems, his musical dreams Ain't quite so bad Ten years old
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Walking down the street, in my All Stars In my, khaki suit, doin what I do Walking down the street, smoking, chronic In my black locs, lookin, at you Guess who's back on the West coast tracks It's the motherfucking messiah of gangsta rap Still dip in the
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Pretty little face, get a little high Mother of the Earth, she made you and I And there goes, a black girl, lost A young wild beautiful love child You like them thug style link rockin, then mink coppin Hit you on the sink a hundred dollar drink poppin
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