the way we were before the fall I don't see the reason why Every angel must fly I'm betrayed by the tear in my eye In my eye Hey angel Don't be afraid
You haven't noticed it as such The shoes you're wearing they must pinch too much Who'd ever choose, to be in your shoes Oh my blue angel, angel, angel, angel
Traduction: All About Eve. Chaque ange.
Traduction: All About Eve. Angel.
a prettier girl that was ever in a magazine She was an angel, all dressed up like the devil I knew I'd never forgive myself unless I asked her out this eve
you know that would be a lie Baby, I don't have to have all the money in the world Just give me some quality time Yeah, Christmas ain't about expensive
Tell us all a story About how it used to be Make it up and write it down Just like history About goldilocks and the three bears Nature in the cross hairs
(Intro) (Pharrell Verse 1) You're that girl [Who] thinks the world Is somethin beautiful And that's all baby But your lookin for a brawn with shed upon
A little angel came down to me She wasn't happy like angels ought to be She was cryin' when she gave me the message For all the world to hear You know
though I appreciate bein' alive Sometimes I wanna see how it feels to just die Come back and tell my story to the ones who really know me Converse with the angels
me up some more Yeah, push it, Skateboard P Girl, girl, give it to him You're that girl who thinks the world Is simply beautiful and that's all baby
was a prettier girl that was ever in a magazine She was an angel, all dressed up like the devil I knew I'd never forgive myself unless I asked her out this eve
' to change mah feelin' Thinkin' about how I came up from nothin' when I'm splittin' The cigarillo, phone rings, I get a call One of my dawgs trippin' hard talkin' about reelin' and killin' 'em all
just putty in your hands Who cares about tomorrow, I need your love tonight And even if you're evil, baby hold me tight You're not the angel that I dreamed about
The kids all love this shiny coat And the smell of honey on his nose He tells them all about that star And everything that it stands for The birthday we all
snatchin' his halo God I pray that you send my father back as an angel Language is fatal and it's hypnotizin' I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about
t afford ya It's the time of year with the census here My wife was definitely gifted, that's what the Lord's angel said She was about to have a baby
