exact syllable matches

than just

a gold coin

must be

a joke choi

kind of

That was

a low point

calmly, in

a low voice

we were in

a Rolls-Royce

wanna see

a show boy

a long time

ago, Joyce

missed

approach point

blood or

birth or soil

to trade

blood for oil

with him

but Joe Toye

 

control joint

 

control joints

 

control point

 

control points

I

thought I
time I

heard your voice

matter gave

her no choice

She made

to make

her own choice

to find

her own voice

to self-express with super-

jumbo noise

and Margaret

have to
make you

jump for joy

There's

just no point

of the original

Murrow Boys

thimble full

of corn oil

Possible shortened form

of homeboy

reach all

of those boys

the thunder

of those loins

the suffering

of your boy

select opponents

the college
the country
the dee-jay
the men
vital organ

of your choice

other side

of your coin

the time

of your joy

the sound

the top

of your voice

real close--

one more point

Yeah, pick

one, your choice

one in

ones own Coin

is one

rough old boy

false ambition,

some for spoil

 

tableau noir

 

tableaux noirs

Danny IS

the ghost boy

known as

the gold points

that makes

vessels make

the most noise

one with

thus scores

the most points

come from

the no point

ago you had

the Rolls-Royce

ask, that's

does, that's
it is
It was
kind of
lesbians, that's
sister, that's
that is
that kinda
That was
That's
That's like
They missed
this, that's
were missing
which is

the whole point

are more marketed

toward boys

then turns back

toward Lloyd

loyalty, or

trust, or joy

Ask for the

unknown joy

gird

up your loins

you pick

up your toys

have given

us no choice

from the

verb form doit

But

I mean,
So

what's your point

 

What's your point

He

works for Boyle

with 1 extra syllable

compartment of the

Ballon Rolls-Royce

,

current for coin

 

Eleanor's voice

 

Ilya Tolstoy

 

Lower your voice

du

matin au soir

in the

matter, no voice

not by

policy of

our own choice

fight on

nuclear, on

our own soil

given to

passions for boys

 

pisiform joint

 

prima o poi

You've

proven your point

see no

purpose, no point

for one

second, oh boy

of God

shouted for joy

dozens of

sketches for oils

 

taken your point

greeted with

terror or joy

 

Verlan for joint

them, it

wasn't your choice

with 2 extra syllables

Always and

forever your choice

The Woodcraft

Manual for Boys

Perhaps from

marketer or droid

and assault my

personal Rolls-Royce

 

Sophia Tolstoy

really get

together, oh boy

with 3 extra syllables

I

experience no joy

discovery of

petroleum, or oil