toujours la joie a la maison J'enfile mon blouson, Hip Hop diapason Loin d'avoir perdu la raison, defile dans la cite en rappant L'amour du Hip Hop m'
a-t-il de pannes dans une seule emission ?» Elle a trouve la solution {Refrain:} Elle a gagne le yoyo en bois du Japon Avec la ficelle du meme metal
Go Slow Oh oh Go Slow Can't you see it's hard for me to say No But I Want to say yes And you're looking at me this way It's hard Can't you see I'm trying
Et quand les temps sont gris Et que tout me desole Je sors la guit' et puis La musique me console Refrain : J'm'en va sortir du bois T'auras jamais vu
When I woke up this morning I was feeling mighty good. My baby understood had to do what she should lying near a pile of wood. Laying it on some, playing
When I woke up this morning I was feeling mighty good My baby understood had to do what she should Lying near a pile of wood Laying it on some Playing
Do do do do do do dooo Do do do do do do dooo You built you a house of wood, yeah A wood house, yeah, where love once stood Though the time you spent
He got weights on his shoulders He got chains round his neck 'Fore he get very much older He be a nervous wreck Local boy chops wood, headlines read
They didn't need a driver They walked a thousand miles He left her on the roadside He thumbed himself a ride He swore he'd never leave her, he meant
Come on! I don't want to lose this good thing That I got 'cause if I do, I will surely, surely lose a lot But your love is better than any love I've
Mom and dad went to a show They dropped me off at grandpa Joe's I kicked and screamed, said, "Please, don't go" Grandma take me home Grandma take me
[verse 1] i love you you love me we're best friends like friends could be with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you wont you say you love me to
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Im Grunewald im Grunewald ist Holzauktion ist Holzauktion ist Holzauktion. Im Grunewald im Grunewald ist Holzauktion ist Holzauktion ist Holzauktion
Now I Gots Ta Work My Wood Grain Wheel Trunks Steady Bumpin Grillz Steady Comin I Takin Off Down The Runway Broad Day Sunday Haters Lookin At Me I Aint
You said the words And I felt myself begin to fall And I saw the road ahead with moonlight at all And baby, baby, babe And I won't be home for tea Don
I could say the things that make it happen I'd use all the words that lovers use I could give the looks that time has given But this time I'll look away
I think what made granddaddy great is that he didn't work all day I'd love the time we spent and I'd go everywhere he went We'd end up on some old deer