exact syllable matches

Star Sign
- Flame
Star Sign
- Gale
After all, I-
- They
That's
all I say
better theory of
all I-games
to make
all life play
not in
Rose of
all my days
You have
all my faith
hour for
all my gain
and changed
all my games
gonna need
all my range
on the
all night train
You
all right, mate
 
All right, mate
one of the
all-time greats
Are you feeling
alright, mate
some of my
archives mail
Those
are my grapes
And you
are my slave
and certainly
are my taste
Women
are right-brained
the bottom
are white straight
those countries
are, I'll wait
them up your
arse sideways
dark light
blocked my way
tracks, from the
broad highway
I
call bridesmaid
will NOW
call by name
pleased to
call my face
Did you
heard him
Please
when you
call my name
She
called my name
market is a no-
called-strike game
total travel
cost by trains
your billboard on
da highway
didn't even
dock my pay
bend that
far, I'll break
So
far, I've failed
He's
got migraine
I've
got my brain
And they've
how I
You
got my name
 
Hawkeye State
-
Long live Spain
what you
lost by gain
end of another
lost highway
 
Lost Highway
So I've
lost my case
I
I had
reason I
that I've
lost my faith
and I
that I
then I
think I
year I
lost my way
or with other
non-White males
remembered, certainly
not by name
Hank, but
not like Mays
Today's
not my day
me and
not my fame
Bubbles is
but it's
that is
That's
not my name
battlefield is
It's
not my place
It is
not my way
Mother's Day,
not Wife's Day
would tear
off my braid
and get
get
off my case
my glasses
off my face
I'm
off my game
the daisies
off my grave
the crumbs
off my plate
Light coming
off my sails
Get
his ass
off my stage
YOU shot
off my tail
not go
on blind dates
accept it
on blind faith
happen most often
on highways
of speed
on ice skates
I was
I'm
on my break
of nerds
on my case
But, whilst
on my date
zero impact
on my day
a mark
a smile
a squid
big smile
can cum
damned smile
Do it
dogs landing
egg
endearing smile
fall flat
felt it
giant shit
grease paint
have soot
huge smile
its warmth
large mole
not fall
red cup
she sat
stuff was
sun's warmth
the sting
the sun
themselves physically
these things
with sun
You drew
on my face
Write it
on my FACE
If I'm
on my game
be planted
gonna piss
kicking dirt
to pee
on my grave
journalists fixated
on my name
he was
on my plane
a shapeshifter
only case
some grapes
on my plate
moon shines
on my sail
5 ounces
on my scale
star live
on my stage
animal act
get up
got one
on my tail
of mortals
on my trail
should be
on my train
and be
and I'm
best be
Breakers Yard
but I'm
gotta be
Guess, I'm
I am
I was
I'll be
must be
now I'm
satisfied I'm
stay right
that I'm
was finally
Well, I'm
Yes, I'm
on my way
Guys, just go
on Myspace
there were weirdoes
on MySpace
hanging breathless
on thy fate
house, and
on thy gates
massively multiplayer
the massively multiplayer
online game
ill when playing
massively multiplayer
misery in my
online games
getting so much
online hate
in the Hospital's
online page
back Hitting Sixteen
Parkside Lane
worker is a
part-time slave
Beans,
salt, rice, sake
that he
saw life plain
but you
saw my grades
 
small nightshade
I
stalk my prey
 
tall nightshade
should be
taught by slaves
as Gunnery Sergeant
me, Stony Jackson,
Tom Highway
strive to
walk by faith
Crabs thought he
walked sideways
whenever I
want, I take
path you
want, I'll take
It
was like fate
That
was my aim
friend, she
was my maid
Chou
your nickname
was my name
at all
was my pain
That
was my space
He
was quite brave
She
was quite pale
they'll tell
ya, I'm great

with 1 extra syllable

air, brushed
smile comes
across my face
Africa, is an
call Israel an
functions as an
Israel is an
apartheid state
soon become an
Apartheid State
desert along the Kandahar-
Herat highway
their breath
to gaze
you stare
upon my face

with 2 extra syllables

a clever, playful
African primate
 
Malabar nightshade
 
Malabar nightshades