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of Sydney
The city dark in dark city city park
Where I met Sydney from the city
Sydney and I embark and I hear them remark
How they and I should part ways

all your secrets honey if you keep mine
I'll keep all your secrets honey if you keep mine
Why don't you move to the USA
We could holiday
To Sydney
It's

With pipes and drums and bugles
We swung down the Sydney streets
With eyes left at the Cenotaaf
Where we laid our wreaths

We heard the crowds a-cheerin’

around
Yeah Kristy, she's in Sydney
And I'm out of town

Now look, every once in a while
I find a couple of things and they make me smile
From the city in

But to my surprise, when I arrived... I heard
Welcome to Sydney, it's a wonderful place
What a beautiful city, an urban landscape
Welcome to Sydney

a niggas noggin turn to spaghetti
Then fry him up if they beefing me

Feeling me
Know an couple niggas ain't feeling me
Know an e girl named Sydney
But I

numerous trips to that seventy block
I heard kill confirmed call up the OGs tell em send them Glocks
Run and snitch to the opps 'cause Inner West 
Sydney

I've been tryin' so hard, to succeed in this town
But it's just so big, it's so big, it's so big
I can see no hope, no hope at all
I go from Sydney

soul
We can sway side all night
Sydney to the coast

Afecto platónico poco practico
Un estallido social en el ártico
Un acto caótico extra galáctico
Tu

Chobber khat da vail att de vich sydney mutiyaare ni
Oh thallee ghodi kali kali te utton vatke goli khali
Main kithe ein kise manaa khabhi seat te rafal

Sydney's drillers)

This shit ain't changed, of course we're different (of course)
They wonder why we ain't fell off yet, 'cause of course we're gifted

Wolf, wolf, wolf wait a minute, lil' bitch
Wolf, wolf, wolf let me tell you how it is
Wolf,  wolf,  wolf sydney to Highbridge
Wolf,  wolf, wolf

Put you in Sydney, stand up with no pot
Whip your wrist with it (yeah)
Watch how to hit lo'
(yeah) , that's how you get it up (Blatt)
Uh, that's how

wrist
Hold up 'cause I gotta hop in my whip

I'm in the Bentley, aye
You can come see me, aye
Let's go to Sydney, aye
Or we can go to Disney, aye

Auch Sydney interessiert mich wenig
Nur hier verspüren Menschen pures Glück
Ich bin zurück in Osnabrück
Ich bin zurück in Osnabrück

Die Promenade lang

Dance like Sydney
I be your brother like shaggy 
I come through like speedy
And I collect your girl
I’m her zaddy 
Jaah 
Get down on me joor 
Get

to the cognoscenti of Great Britain
"Black Stump Bordeaux" is rightly praised
As a peppermint flavoured Burgundy
Whilst a good "Sydney Syrup" can rank with
Any

Australia

The Kinks

Arthur (Or the Decline and Fall of the British Empire)

1969

distinction 
Australia, no drug addiction 
Nobody's got a chip on their shoulder 
We'll surf like they do in the U.S.A. 
We'll fly down to Sydney for our

Cindy

Johnny Cash

Unearthed

2003

as well. I have a version of Elvis Presly doing this song, but I think it's a traditional, also known as 'I Wish I Was An Apple', or as 'Sydney'. I think

Sydney

Puddle of Mudd

Life on Display

2003

Sydney!

Why'd you have to go
And leave everybody behind!
Help me
'cause I'm thinkin' of takin' these 
Emotions, these emotions way to far!

Walking in London

Concrete Blonde

Cutting Edge, Vol. 2: Best of Modern Rock Hits

1994

Italian
And you are hearing me talk
Singing in Sydney
And you were sitting right there
Feeling you in me, everywhere, everywhere

An invisible touch

schwierigen Lage:
Sein oder Nichtsein, das ist hier die Frage

Hamlet, Shakespeares größter Hit:
Pflichtlektüre zwischen Sydney und Madrid
(zwischen Sydney und

Lavender Bay

Trophy Eyes

The American Dream

gonna die

I won't sleep until Sydney knows my name
I just wanna see my name light up the streets
Or it was all for nothing, all for nothing

Life

Everything's better according to me
(Last call) oh, we know, we know, we know
In the Sydney streets but my
Shoes were made in Italy
What i'm smokings middle east