Bill collectors at my door What can you do for me? Hey No romance without finance No romance without finance Boy, nothin? in life is free That?s why
You?re so of a child suspended in space Crying out to you Beckons you to yet another fine place Where the trials of life are few Don?t think you?re living
Did it pay the rent? Did it bring her back? Did it win the race? Was it worth the price of becoming his whore and her yours? But you just wanted her
Il Etait DiffA©rent - Nana Mouskouri A. Taylor/P. DelanoA«/C. Lemesle Il m'a trouvA© gentille Avec mon air distrait Il y a des tas de filles Pareilles
Das Leben wird zu teuer die Preise steigen an es reicht von vorn und hinten nicht das weiß heut jeder Mann. Doch irgendwo da hört es auf
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This didn?t used to be me, old boy This isn?t what I?d want Pullin' old night fighters In a restaurant There?s smoke and flames behind me Where the self
Gotta put an end to this Standing in the room stagnant Give the boy a tv set Tell him there's a government Now we grow in liberty...liberty We now grow
You're still the child Suspended in space Crying out to you Beckons you to yet another fine place Where the trials of life are few Who says you are coming
I used to live the luxury life A new house, three cars to drive Steppin' over the credit line I was payin' a heavy price It seemed more was never enough
The preacher said, "richer or poorer", My mama said, "thick or thin", You can kiss me, baby When it's time to get thick again And, baby, you know it's
Try your best and make the list of "who's who" so its likely you'll succeed. To get the right vocation you need proper education and degrees. By
Last night, my mind dreamt across 8 state lines to lull into dreams of sleeping, lying but not so alone this time could you feel it when i stole covers
Well we can do just what we please, But we can never turn on the heat And every night's a blackout in this place We get the bills, but we don't pay,
You took a little every day until I didn?t have shit. Two years off and on and not even the chance to quit, just a letter on a fridge that I got from
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