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de mama: .almost happy
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de mama: .playing the park
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de mama: voor het meisje met de plaatsvervangende kriebels in d'r buik
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de mama: .1st demo
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de mama: .gig
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de mama: .singing is serious shit!
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de mama: .live@hedon
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de mama: .1996
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de mama: .eureka!
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de mama: .you are not what you do. you are why.
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de mama: .recording(e)
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de mama: .nothing compares to a lifetime
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de mama: .singing beautiful people
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de mama: .pretty (un)sure
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de mama: .i'm such a clutch!
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de mama: .rid of me
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de mama: .my ol'piano
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de mama: .i'll be back
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de mama: .bathroomwall reads, is God the answer?
de mama: .voor sandra. nagels niet geknipt, gitaar niet gestemd en inzingen? wat is dat? ; )
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de mama: .why'd ya let go of your guitar? why'd ya ever let it go that far?
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de mama: .one just blows (through town, one blows the town away ; )
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de mama: .i was shocked, seeing the mistakes of each generation will just fade like a radiostation if you drive (out of range)
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de mama: .everything i need, right here in my hands, right here in my hands
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de mama: .but i want to, i want to, one, two
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de mama: .kijk, mama, zonder handen
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de mama: .what doesn't bend, breaks
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de mama: .take two
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de mama: .i know it, but i can't let go
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de mama: .tuning my guitar