(Simon Mimoun/DSLZ) J'aimerais ecrire des mots d'amour Parce que parler c'est pas mon fort. J'aimerais ecrire des mots d'amour, Les faire jaillir de
though you?ve lost your mind [Chorus] Just gonna stand there and watch me burn but that?s all right because I like the way it hurts just gonna stand
you. Then you'll fall for every empty word I say. Barely conscious in the door where you stand. Your eyes are filing sleep while your mouth makes your demands. You laugh at every word
a fuck they'll tell me that it's just bad luck where will I find where I fit in And don't believe a word they're telling to you don't believe a word
it should be? this whole thing's riding on me it's been a long road so far with nowhere to turn There's no looking back from here no more dwelling on
make my stand right here with my friends I'll make my stand right here with my friends I'll make my stand right here with my friends I'll make my stand
Watch what you say on the stand. You're running in circles. I know more than you think and your words are empty. Of all the heavenly host's! This will
on [Hook: Mr. Kee] All money ain't good money Stack your chips Let it flip like some hood money Cock them rims Let 'em spin on them haters, man And
partner remember to cut the line for the panic button in the back? " And she paused The look she had on her face was cold as ice Before she could she could say the next word
Hey, fellas, yes, you, fellas, listen to me, I got something to tell you And I want you to listen to every word and govern yourselves accordingly Now
too proud to beg. I SAID DON'T BE TOO PROUD TO BEG! If you have to fall down on your knees to let your woman know that you love her, go on down there
the earth We turn our heads and cover our faces Now flames devour the sky And i hear these words in the back of my Mind Chorus: Here we stand at this
on you. Gives you strength to carry on, Makes your body big and strong. Born a man-child of the sun Saw the work had just begun Found I had to stand
'm not gonna say a word I know I can't change your mind You know where you need to go I know I'll be left behind I won't hold you back I won't stand
Words and music by Randy Meisner, Glenn Frey and Don Henley He was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin' no one
birds turn the tables on they squad Need help with a jump, got some cables in the car Cause they all become nondescript When something bright is on your
the night All the words I heard you say (memories of Saturday) Fade of the yard Lay under the stars Stuck down in this place Hands on my face I need