Ieder z´n ding hé. Maar kom op hee, je bent een koor. Dan hoor je alleen te zingen en geen leuk praatje vooraf te houden.
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I never would have loaded up a 44 and put myself behind a jail house door if it hadn't been for love. Four cold walls against my will but at least I know she's lying still. Four cold walls without parole, Lord have mercy on my soul.
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