Traduction: Félicien. Cum-cum Mania.
Traduction: Les Lofteurs. Cum-cum Mania.
[Intro:] What happened to the day we were in love? I wanna go back to the way it was [Verse 1:] Lately, you and me ain't talking much lately And the
Come siamo tanti al mondo disorientati malguidati frecce sfrecciate senza mira che hanno fatto male. Come siamo belli al mondo pettinati stirati
Come siamo tanti al mondo disorientati malguidati frecce sfrecciate senza mira che hanno fatto male. Come siamo belli al mondo pettinati stirati trasandati
(feat. Ludacris) [Intro: Ludacris] Remix AK Remix Ludacris Remix Every time Every time I see you I see you I say I say That tomorrow that tomorrows never
I don't know how, but nights get lonely now, they keep appearing in my eyes, such a warm and tender glow, for just one moment I remember all. The
It's just the way that I feel about tomorrow. I'll be sad and alone all the time. It's just the way that you said you don't love me anymore, then
Don't do me any favors matter of fact why don't you do yourself a few your presence ain't nobody's blessing I've got plenty of other things I could
You were not content with me when I was like I used to be I was too old fashion too simple and too plain And so you took this country girl taught me all
It's over All over And soon somebody else will make a fuss about you But how about me? It's over All over And soon somebody else will tell his friends
As you desire me, so shall I come to you, Howe'er you wander, so shall I be, Be it forever, or be it just a day, As you desire me, come what may. I doubt
J'te ferai des maisons en carton Comme on s'faisait quand j'etais petite J'lte ferai lancer de gros ballons J't'acheterai des balles et des "mitts" On
I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light I can't remember how I can't remember why I'm lying here tonight And I can't stand the
How many, how many, say I How many, how many, say I How many, how many, say I How many say I, how many say I How many say I, how many say I How many
To all the people who've hurt me To all the life that has left me To all the longing that lost me To all the future that scares me To all the words
rope to hang theyselves, brotha. That's all. Krayzie: Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them? [How many of us have them?] Friends
i am a puppet on a string i am the worst thing worst thing you've ever seen i am impossible to believe i'm pulled by gravity shocked by my depravity i