Old poems don?t rhyme Old mountaineers don?t climb Old summer sun don?t shine Old babies don?t cry Old racketeers don?t lie Old perfect matches don?t
Traduction: Brouillard. Summer Sun Vieux.
over the parkway tonight And tonight will go on forever while we walk around this town like we own the streets and stay awake through summer like
When you're as old as I.. is anyone as old as I?- What difference does it make? An offer comes, you take. [sings] For the sun will rise And the moon
summer time bitch I like sitting in shotgun deuce on an L, parents not caring cause they used to the smell. Classy ass women, fresh ass linen, hot summer
after Over red wine on the eve of summer The buzz, the buzz of the city As we settle in it's majesty I, I know what you did Like a boy of summer gives
above in the summer of love It's the summer it's the summer it's the summer of love I say (x4) yeah I wake up each day to the sun and it's hard to
to me that's where I like it and Macapa Drive is callin' I get up to the sun and then I stretch out it's beginning to look like summer and I'm down with
above in the summer of love It's the summer it's the summer it's the summer of love I say (x3) yeah I wake up each day to the sun and it's hard to
bill deep inside both of us can feel the autumn chill birds of passage you and me we fly instinctively when the summer's over and the dark clouds hide the sun
bill Deep inside both of us can feel the autumn chill Birds of passage, you and me We fly instinctively When the summer's over and the dark clouds hide the sun
woman) Just you wait - One of these days see me driving round town In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce with the sun roof down And my bottle of booze (no summer
red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter
(feat. P. Diddy) [P. Diddy - talking] Yeah There's three things I like about the summertime Drop tops, long hot nights and summer love Yeah Hey yo, B
