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Текст (слова) песни: Beatles - Searchin
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well searching.
Yeah Im gonna searching,
Searching every which a-way, yeh yeh.
Oh lord Im searching,
My good lord, searching
You know honey,
Searching every which away yeh yeh yeh.
But Im like that northwest mountie.
You know Ill bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well charlie chan, simon smith,
Got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant friday, peter gunn
And ooo alan b.
No matter where shes hiding,
Shes gonna see me coming,
Im gonna walk right down that street
Like bulldog drummon.
cos I been searching,
Well searching,
Oh my goodness,
Searching every which a-way.
But Im like that northwest mountie.
You know Ill bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well charlie chan, simon smith,
Got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant friday, peter gunn
And ooo alan b.
No matter where shes hiding,
Shes gonna see me coming,
Im gonna walk right down that street
Like bulldog drummon.
Aah searching,
Searching, oh my my goodness.
Searching every which a-way.
But Im like that northwest mountie.
You know Ill bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her,
Yeh yeh lord, gonna find her,
Gonna find her.
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