bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy perfect light Born a King on Bethlehem's plain Gold, I bring to crown Him again King for ever
All hail king harry But a whisper of your former self say i Your wives are all dead Sail away say i France can burn While your sons lie warm Come xmas
Traduction: John Cale. Roi de Harry.
Traduction: Harry Connick, Jr.. Nous Trois Rois.
leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. Born a King on Bethlehem's plain Gold I bring to crown Him again, King forever, ceasing never
can never be an addition Of any of the DJ's to rock the land Like the ones from the city and the boys from Pac-Jam Handsome Harry, you know the brother
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television North
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television North
yo That's right Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man Take the bones out man for real Yeah all applepie yeah Straight up, Flipmode BK king
What?) (In your pocket, that bulge?) (Hey, hey, hey!) (Harry, let me see it) (Jumping jehosaphat!) (Quaggin', quakin' and shakin') (And that's no fakin') (Let me see the gun, Harry
"Yes, this is Miss Renee King from Philadelphia. I want you to please give me a call on area code 215-222-4209 and I'm calling in reference to the music
the streets don't sleep... Shyne get 'em) [Verse 2: Shyne] All my life I been rollin with the B's and the C's, 13's and the kings They greens in the
D'vant chez moi ya des combats de coqs comme aux Philippines. Viens dans ma rue si tu sais plus ou sont passe les gypsy king. Les murs ont des oreilles