cravater Au portillon. "Cravates a pois, cravates de soie" Avant qu'cette histoire ce termine, Cravate d'hermine Par un proces, Qu'on me confisque tout : ceinture, Cravate
Cravate moutarde, Son aiguillon Et que l'on songe a m'arreter, Me cravater Au portillon. "Cravates a pois, cravates de soie" Avant qu'cette histoire ce termine, Cravate
I tear on the leash That keeps me contained and controlled Let me go I want to break free And bite my way out of this hole One last hope To rise and
You been hurt and you're all cried out you say You walk down the street pushin' people outta your way You packed your bags and all alone you wanna ride
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stringi, stringi, stringi my baby... stringi, stringi di piu A cosa serve la cravatta a cosa serve la cravatta non si sa ma in questo mondo un po' formale
Quanta strada aggio fatto pe' sagli' sta fortuna miez'a gente distratta io nun ero nisciuno quanta notte scetato pe' scala' chillo muro miez' e
Quanta strada aggio fatto pe' sagli' sta fortuna miez'a gente distratta io nun ero nisciuno quanta notte scetato pe' scala' chillo muro miez' e figli
Oh when the cold wind blows I feel it to the bone Oh when you say you know I feel I am not alone And even though I may return To empty places on
Anger shakes the house of cards Loving cup upon the bars We bend the truth to help us through the night Tempers thrown against the wall Shattered like
Two weeks late like a surplus reprieve I found a hair the length of yours on my sleeve I wound it round and round my finger so tight It turned to purple
Anger shakes the house of cards Lovin' cup upon the bars We bend the truth to help us through the night Tempers thrown against the wall Shattered like
I do it to ya all like in your earhole, 'cause I'ma "Goodfella" just like Deniro, punk I'm a ten, you just a fucking zero, huh I get your woman off like