Orphans's listening history

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Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…
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Happily Ever After (Boudreau) I’ve been counting on the sun to come and melt my blues away I’ve been dying for your smile all day I’m trying to find the reason I’ve been moving so slow I guess I’m just tired of blaming the snow So I…
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Happily Ever After (Boudreau) I’ve been counting on the sun to come and melt my blues away I’ve been dying for your smile all day I’m trying to find the reason I’ve been moving so slow I guess I’m just tired of blaming the snow So I…
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Happily Ever After (Boudreau) I’ve been counting on the sun to come and melt my blues away I’ve been dying for your smile all day I’m trying to find the reason I’ve been moving so slow I guess I’m just tired of blaming the snow So I…
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Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…
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Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…
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Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…
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The Mornings Aint Warm (Boudreau) planted deep in the back of my head are the seeds of things my daddy once said and up sprouted this stubborn old tree with fading roots and lofted dreams there's still a couple of two by fours suppose…
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The Mornings Aint Warm (Boudreau) planted deep in the back of my head are the seeds of things my daddy once said and up sprouted this stubborn old tree with fading roots and lofted dreams there's still a couple of two by fours suppose…
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Sister Serenity (Maiorano) From a war zone, to war at home Free to roam, the wood The very land our forefathers stole Marred with, righteous blood (Chorus) Sister Serenity, lead me to your sanctuary Mother of pity, take…
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