(J.Hull) Jenny Rebecca, four days old How do you like the world so far? Jenny Rebecca, four days old What a lucky, lucky, lucky Lucky girl you are For
Walking through the grass Another blade next to you from the ground As the wind does pass I notice as you feel the breath of my shout Your words are kind
Walking through the grass Another blade next to you from the ground As the wind does pass I notice as you feel the breath of my shout Your words are
, We wrestled with faceless guards. Oh Rebecca, Oh Rebecca ohohoh Rebecca. Rebecca, breathe me the old song, It makes me feel right in a world so wrong, Rebecca
We wrestled with faceless guards Oh Rebecca, Oh Rebecca ohohoh Rebecca Rebecca, breathe me the old song It makes me feel right in a world so wrong Rebecca
enfants On s'en souviendra longtemps Dans dix ans, on parlera Encore de la noce a Rebecca Il y avait eut un grand dejeuner La p'tite Rebecca avait l
, i movimenti?c?hanno inventato miti Giocattoli innocenti si sono rivelati massaggi per le menti Ricordo ancora la scatola che scartai curiosa Rebecca mia Rebecca
l'heure devant les voisins je suis tombe, Au fond de moi je sais bien que je ne suis plus un bebe, Mais le pire c'est que Rebecca, Rebecca etait la,
Jenny Rebecca, four days old How do you like the world so far Jenny Rebecca, four days old What a lucky, lucky, lucky Lucky girl you are For you have
Jenny Rebecca, four days old How do you like the world so far Jenny Rebecca, four days old What a lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky girl you are For you have
I'm walking slowly, about the sea Lover by lover, I pass them on the beach The sun is shining, so bright today Your voice is singing to me, across the
Out across cities I see buildings burn into piles And watch the world in wonder as mountains turn into tiles And trees losing their leaves and our faces
Friday, Friday (Partyin') We-we-we so excited We so excited We gonna have a ball today Tomorrow is Saturday And Sunday comes after ? wards I don't want this weekend to end R-B, Rebecca
up to a shock girl What has it come to?... this sensible life The wife of a fool... Rebecca, reading magazines in a chic salon Ooo, Rebecca... where's Rebecca
Friday, Friday (Partyin') We-we-we so excited We so excited We gonna have a ball today Tomorrow is Saturday And Sunday comes after ... wards I don't want this weekend to end R-B, Rebecca