There's a stranger in my bed, There's a pounding in my head Glitter all over the room Pink flamingos in the pool I smell like a minibar DJ's passed out
In chjosi di virdura E nisun'un ha primura D'innuchjallu. He natu un pesciu e pare Culuritu di gioia Caccia a l'acqua la noia Di u mare. Scorsa la
The boat rides we would take The moonlight on the lake The way we danced and hummed our favorite song The things we did last summer I'll remember all
[Originally performed by Ekseption] On a Sunday they will kill the world And on Monday they will cry and shout Then on Tuesday they will just try out
Ich bin das letzte Biest am Himmel Ich bin das letzte Biest am Himmel das letzte Biest am Himmel Geh im Osten auf der Osten ist rot und im Westen unter
Allongee sur son lit reveuse elle sourit La vieille dame jadis aguicheuse perd la vie Sur ce soir c'est son dernier lit Demain c'est sur sera sans elle
(Sonny Throckmorton) She was going to pieces when he walked in the door She had to see him she can't wait no more Tonight she'll be with him no matter
Venez plus pres mon troupeau Mes betes sombres et ameres Posez vos peines et vos chagrins Nous serons sans terre demain Venez plus pres mon troupeau
(Instrumental)
Today is the first day Of the rest of our lives Tomorrow is too late To pretend everything's all right Well, I'm not getting any younger As long as
(Cowap) You've walked out on the in crowd With a girl that you've just met For a little late night livin' on your own And you want to dance till morning
The howling winds blow On this moonlit night Eyes locked in fear With a dark embrace The bitter cold winds Freeze the tears that fall Hands held in grace
[Music : Schaffer / Lyrics : Schaffer] The howling winds blow On this moonlit night Eyes locked in fear With a dark embrace The bitter cold winds Freeze
Il y a des fleurs sauvages Et meme des nouvelles vagues J'ai envie d'aller surfer Entre la maree montante et les deferlantes Mais la mer est degueulasse
Avis de non-distribution de lettre N'habite plus a l'adresse indiquee C'est ferme Parti sans laisser d'adresse Ne pas chercher a me retrouver J'ai pris
J'me reveille le matin la casquett' sur le nez La visier' sur les g'noux pas moyen d'voir mes pieds J'suis a la rue A mardi on s'est pas vu A mardi on