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Oh, he comes riding out of the sun
Upon a fine white steed
Oh, he's so tall and so handsome up in the saddle
He has a moustache, he has a fine felt hat
Pancho Villa was a very close personal friend of mine
Furthermore, anybody will tell you
He was a very good friend of mine
Oh, she was beautiful, she had long black hair
And eyes like diamonds
Oh, Pancho Villa, why did you love her
When she did not love you back?
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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