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doppleganger, anonymous sully, and those who listen to christmas tunes in june.
what Nick Jones plays in the studio. and this: Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket and a head full of dreams. He said somehow, some way, its gotta get better than this. Patti packed her bags, left a note for her momma, she was just seventeen, There were tears in her eyes when she kissed her little sister goodbye. They held each other tight as they drove on through the night they were so exited. We got just one shot of life, lets take it while were still not afraid. Because life is so brief and time is a thief when youre undecided. And like a fistful of sand, it can slip right through your hands. Young hearts be free tonight. time is on your side, Dont let them put you down, dont let em push you around, Dont let em ever change your point of view. Paradise was closed so they headed for the coast in a blissful manner. They took a tworoom apartment that was jumping evry night of the week. Happiness was found in each others arms as expected, yeah Billy pierced his ears, drove a pickup like a lunatic, ooh! Young hearts be free tonight.time is on your side, Dont let them put you down, dont let em push you around, Dont let em ever change your point of view. Young hearts be free tonight.time is on your side. Billy wrote a letter back home to pattis parents tryin to explain. He said were both real sorry that it had to turn out this way. But there aint no point in talking when theres nobody listning so we just ran away Patti gave birth to a ten pound baby boy, yeah! Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side. Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side. Young hearts be free tonight, time in on your side. Young hearts gotta run free, be free, live free Time is on, time is on your side Time, time, time, time is on your side Is on your side Is on your side Is on your side Young heart be free tonight Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, yeah. rod stewart knows...
Ham Porter: Hey, Smalls, you wanna s'more? Smalls: I haven't had anything. Ham Porter: No, do you wanna s'more! Smalls: I haven't had anything yet, so how can I have some more of nothing? Ham Porter: You're killing me Smalls! and this: Christian: It's a little bit funny. Satine: What? Christian: This feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can easily hide. Is this ok? Is this what you want? Satine: Ah, poetry. Yes, this it what I want naughty words. Christian: I don't have much money but boy if I did, I'd buy a big house where we both could live. If I were a sculptor, but then again, no. Or a man who makes potions a traveling show. I know it's not much... Satine: Oh Naughty, don't stop, don't stop. Christian: But it's the best I can do. [sings] Christian: My gift is my song. And this one's for you. And You Can Tell Everybody That this is your song. It may be quite simple but now that it's done. I hope u don't mind I hope You don't mind That I put down in words... How Wonderful Life is Now you're in the world
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