surement pas, surement pas, non non oh yeah ! Il sera le meme que moi, et j'en suis fier car il a tout pour plaire ! Leo & Gary : Chien & chat on s'
Well, my baby gone and left me, Leavin' on that mornin' train. Well, my baby gone and left me, Leavin' on that mornin' train. Said she was tired of livin
The pink crucifix with the ivory Jesus I wanted The man with the blood on his hands as I ran from the river Kissing my cousin, before they took her to
There is nothing I can do As you leave me here to cry There is nothing I can do As you leave me here to cry You know my love will follow you As the years
They came for him one winter's night Arrested, he was bound They said there'd been a robbery His pistol had been found They marched him to the station
Oh,yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah It's five o'clock in the mornin' But I'm not going to bed I just wanna stay up all night, yeah And make my eyes turn red
You're supposed to have a laugh And have a lot to say You're supposed to have a gas And make your getaway But do you know you can't be wrong How do you
Dis Lux B comment tu fais pour boire autant de biere et jamais tomber en avant ? Je me penche en arriere. Dis Lux B ou est ce qu?on peut danser toute
[verse 1] Its been a long and whining road Even though time keeps a changin Ima bring it all back home I been told i spit lyrics wit politics Why wouldnt
Sitting up here in this New York townhouse Decorated in grays and blues and everybody knows Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose When that old wild
Papa, who's to blame? Why you never had your fortune and fame? Papa, what did you gain To leave the love you had for a two bit dame? Papa, why did you
Hey, sunshine In the clouds above your head Words don't come easy When there's lonely days ahead There's a place for you and me Love can come so easily
27 01:12:27 1991 Title: Gary And Melissa Gary and Melissa John S Hall/Dave Rick from the King Missile album _Mystical Shit_ on Shimmy Disc Gary
The last time I thought about leavin' Was the last time I made her cry I talked myself out of believin' That true, true love never dies The first time
Well, a Gypsy lady once told me 'Son you got the kind of soul that's got to be free It ain't what you want, it's just what you need And like a black bird
