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<object><type>video</type><version>1.0</version><provider_name>Network.hu</provider_name><provider_url>http://network.hu/</provider_url><title>Madonna - American Pie</title><author_name>kustragabor</author_name><author_url>http://network.hu/kustragabor</author_url><html>&amp;lt;object width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;movie&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;http://dalszoveg.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=718315&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://dalszoveg.network.hu&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowscriptaccess&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowfullscreen&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=&amp;quot;http://dalszoveg.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=718315&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://dalszoveg.network.hu&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot; allowscriptaccess=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; allowfullscreen=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;</html><width>424</width><height>345</height><duration>276</duration><description>Dalszerzők: Don McLean&#13;
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A long, long time ago&#13;
I can still remember&#13;
How that music used to make me smile&#13;
And I knew that if I had my chance&#13;
I could make those people dance&#13;
And maybe they'd be happy for a while&#13;
Did you write the book of love?&#13;
And do you have faith in God above?&#13;
If the Bible tells you so&#13;
Now do you believe in rock and roll?&#13;
And can music save your mortal soul?&#13;
And can it teach me how to dance real slow?&#13;
Well, I know that you're in love with him&#13;
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym&#13;
You both kicked off your shoes (both kicked off your shoes)&#13;
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues&#13;
I was a lonely teenage bronkin' buck&#13;
With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck&#13;
But I knew that I was out of luck&#13;
The day the music died&#13;
I started singing&#13;
Bye bye, Miss American Pie&#13;
Drove my Chevy to the levy&#13;
But the levy was dry&#13;
And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye&#13;
Singing this will be the day that I die&#13;
This will be the day that I die&#13;
I met a girl who sang the blues&#13;
And I asked her for some happy news&#13;
But she just smiled and turned away&#13;
Well, I went down to the sacred store&#13;
Where I heard the music years before&#13;
But the man there said the music wouldn't play&#13;
Well now, in the streets the children screamed (the children screamed)&#13;
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed (the poets dreamed)&#13;
But not a word was spoken (not a word was spoken)&#13;
The church bells all were broken&#13;
And the three men I admire the most&#13;
The father, son, and the holy ghost&#13;
They caught the last train for the coast&#13;
The day the music died&#13;
We started singing&#13;
Bye bye, Miss American Pie&#13;
Drove my Chevy to the levy&#13;
But the levy was dry&#13;
And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye&#13;
Singing this will be the day that I die&#13;
This will be the day that I die&#13;
Bye bye, Miss American Pie&#13;
Drove my Chevy to the levy&#13;
But the levy was dry&#13;
And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye&#13;
Singing this will be the day that I die&#13;
This will be the day that I die&#13;
We started singing&#13;
We started singing&#13;
We started singing&#13;
We started singing</description><thumbnail_url>http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/7/1/8/_/718315_65210_2.jpg</thumbnail_url><thumbnail_width>80</thumbnail_width><thumbnail_height>60</thumbnail_height><video_id>718315</video_id></object>
