Hint
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Answer
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The heat was hot, and the ground was dry. But the air was full of sound. I’ve been through the desert on…
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A Horse With No Name
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Do you remember when we used to dance, and incidents arose from circumstance.
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Heat Of The Moment
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We’re waxing down our surfboards. We can’t wait ‘til June. We’ll all be gone for the summer.
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Surfing USA
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Leave it ‘til tomorrow to unpack my case. Honey, disconnect the phone.
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Back In The USSR
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Turning and returning to some secret place inside. Watching in slow motion as you turn around and say.
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Take My Breath Away
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I looked out this morning and the sun was gone. Turned on some music to start my day. I lost myself in a familiar song.
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More Than A Feeling
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I understand about indecision. But I don’t care if I get behind. People livin’ in competition. All I want is to have my…
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Peace Of Mind
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I can see, it took so long just to realize. I’m much too strong not to compromise.
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Don’t Look Back
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And I feel like today’s the day. I’m looking for the words to say. Do you want to be free, are you ready for me, to feel this way?
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Amanda
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Born down in a dead man’s town. The first hit I took was when I hit the ground.
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Born In The USA
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I was bruised and battered. I couldn't tell what I felt. I was unrecognizable to myself.
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Streets Of Philadelphia
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We’ve come too far to leave it all behind. How could we end it all this way?
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If You Leave Me Now
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The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in. Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin.
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London Calling
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I guess there is no one to blame. We’re leaving the ground (leaving the ground). Will things ever be the same again?
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The Final Countdown
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I feel uptight on a Saturday night. Nine o’clock and the radio’s the only light.
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Detroit Rock City
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All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown), and the sky is gray (and the sky is gray).
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California dreamin’
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Jump back, what’s that sound. Here she comes, full blast and top down. Hot shoe, burnin’ down the avenue.
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Panama
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You hear him howlin’ around your kitchen door. You better not let him in.
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Werewolves Of London
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