the shade Those were the days Lounging in the den You get breakfast in the bed You let me have my way Those were the days Those were the days I said those were the days Those were the days
Traduction: Crème. Those Were The Days.
are they now? They're gone. Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Tie
safe to play No bills to be paid I remember braces, ice-cream night Amazing how much we used to fight Road trips, ...??... place, being a kid Yeah those were the days
Shanny Park On the street of old Nash And it feels so good to escape and just kick it at last My clan had to bring the ruckus cause we had the cream
you help me sing Lord knows how I miss those days [Patti] (Wyclef) Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss those days) Doing the electric
A relaxed state of worry. Predicted fate seems constructed. And by the car tremors were lightly shaded while the radiator's overheating. So then when
through Atlanta, Birmingham, Alabama ('bama) Jacksonville to Jackson, Mississippi spittin grammar (spittin grammar) From Shreveport ('port) down to New Orleans ('leans) And all points in between just to get the cream (cream
Came up to me with a eye full of tears Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise We were in the hallway
used to do On the avenue, have a Philly Man, how I miss those days When the kids was kids, no knives on the street When the ice cream man came around
girls here, oh, never you mind Beautiful shapes, nature never designed Lovely complexions of roses and cream But let me remark with regard to the same That if at those
to play No bills to be paid I remember braces, ice-cream night Amazing how much we used to fight Road trips, backseat plays, being a kid Yeah, those were the days
rocked for awhile As a motivated, dominated supreme force Cultivated, activated cream and source The wise educated and born to be The one who would flip an mc Those were the days
the best of my discretion on my destiny And all during this phase, you expected straight A's I had F's, absences and thirty late days I understood you
used us And they abused us And they abused us How could you tell us How could you tell us That we were wrong? That we were wrong? [Velma, June, Hunyak
his lemonade Tim and Tina were my parents' names They got engaged They were inflamed Seduced by the light of butterflies How they shimmer, how they glimmer Those
intergalactic love laughter And if I were the rains I'd wash away the whole world's pain And bring the gift of cool like ice cream trucks on sunny days
