Amsterdam David Bowie
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Chwyty na gitarę Redakcja
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Chwyty na gitarę Arek Janicki2 ulubione
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d port of Amdsterdam thereC's a sailor whCo sleepsWhile the
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dport of Admsterdam wherea the sailoras all meetThere's
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dport of Admsterdam you acan see sailors adancePaunche
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Fey turn and they Fdance and Cthey laugh and Athey lustTill the
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dport of Admsterdam therae's a sailor whoa drinksAnd he d
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Fey've bargained Ftheir virtue,C their goodneAss all goneFor a few
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Bisses likAe I cry on thde unfaithfdul loveIn the
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dport of Amsdterdam, in tChe port of AmsCterdamB A d dOceń to opracowanie
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