for now. Tonight am I...am I in your way? And make it seem like... Beauty, the stars are bright for you. Beauty, the star are aligned for you all night. The stars
paper? Uh huh . . . thanks . . . Francesca: Royalties? Don: GNG! MMnnnngrgGGL! Sorry, would you mind not using that word? It's a . . . Francesca: Who
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and a paper? Uh huh . . . thanks . . . Francesca: Royalties? Don: GNG! MMnnnngrgGGL! Sorry, would you mind not using that word? It's a . . . Francesca: Who cares about royalties? Don: Grrah! Francesca
wild The sleeping in minor, the gold leaf, the tire The crooked, the straight, all the hip and the fake Oh, I'm finally feeling the stitching of beautiful
relative radiance of the rhyme makes it shine Increase the star wattage with longer cycle time How's my driving? Run you off the road smiling 1-800 Road Rage, Start
