I'm like a little bitty kid with a real big mouth And you're gonna have to catch me if you wanna wash it out Standin' on the corner Callin' you names
I'm like a little bitty kid with a real big mouth And you're gonna have to catch me if you wanna wash it out, Cuz I'll be standin' on the corner, callin
Sabe bien Tu boca sabe bien Saben bien Tus besos saben bien Saben bien tus besos Saben bien Sabe bien Tu boca sabe bien Saben bien Tus besos saben bien
Sabe bien Tu boca sabe bien Saben bien Tus besos saben bien Saben bien tus besos Saben bien Sabe bien Tu boca sabe bien Saben bien Tus besos
So I'll sit here waiting While the worlds will pass me You can't have me Walk by me I can't say a word I'm helpless Can't help me You can't stop
Well I broke up with my little girl today the third one this week I asked her what was wrong with me she said son you're just too sweet Oh I don't know
Hier in unserer Straße sind wir fröhlich und entspannt wir reden meistens über etwas das uns auf den Nägeln brennt an jeder Ecke
Was diese Grenzen anbelangt so ist bekannt ja anerkannt dass sie meistens fließend sind das sagtest du trinkend ich war in Gedanken fort dies schien
Am liebsten sitz ich an kalten Tagen,am wärmenden Ofen, und räume auf,in meinen Gedanken und meinen Schubladennehmen die Dinge dann ihren Lauf
[GRACE] Cecille will pick out all your clothes [ANNIE] [spoken] You mean I get to wear new things? [GRACE] Your bath is drawn by Mrs. Greer. [ANNIE
Why could't you be a little more like some one esla Sign bathroom walls empty stalls and blue hotels I like when you burn me for the bad things that
Please play at low volume Preferably, while having sex Can I taste you, can I taste you? (Yes, you can) Can I taste your body, girl? (Of course you can
How can I meet other girls when you won't let me go My heart's still in a whirl and gee I feel so low I don't know why I feel this way I'd like to leave
I like holding you and I like squeezing you I like having you around and I like teasing you I like kissing you and I like hugging you But most of all
9 to 5 At The Morgue. Within the pale white walls, From 9 to 5 Day after day I feel no more alive, Than the stiff that lies the table before me. Wake