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Poinciana
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
Istanbul
Istanbul was Constantinople. Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople. Been a long time gone, Constantinople. Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night.
Poinciana
(Simon/Bernier). . Blow... tropic wind.... Sing a song... through the trees.. . Trees... sigh to me.... Soon my love... I will see.. . Poinciana,. Your branches speak to me of love..
Poinciana
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love,. Pale moon is casting shadows from above.. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat,. Within me there grows a rhythmic savage beat..
The Gaucho Serenade
THE GAUCHO SERENADE. Glenn Miller. . Related. . Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends. . Watch Selena Gomez' Eerie Music Video For 'Fetish'.
Poinciana
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
Poinciana
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
(manifest)
I want to call a request through heating vents,. And hear them answered with a whispered no,. To crack the code of muscles slack and tense,. Let every second step in boots on snow,.
Cool Wit It
This is Cadillac Mack. Seville Appeal. Luv rollin' the L doggs. 9 papers. . Ayyo, I'm laid back and humble, yeah, I'm cool wit it. Kinda hungry, give me a salad and a soup wit it.
Poinciana (the Song Of The Tree)
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
Old Lamplighter
He made the night a little brighter wherever he would go. The old lamplighter of long long ago. His snowy hair was so much whiter beneath the candle glow.
Old Lamplighter
He made the night a little brighter wherever he would go. The old lamplighter of long, long ago. His snowy hair was so much whiter beneath the candle glow.
Poinciana
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
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