Paroles:
Paulo Santana

Oo, little sleepy boy Do you know what time it is? Well the hour of your bedtime's long been past And though I know you're fighting it I can tell when

(Queen + Paul Rodgers) The harder we play The faster we fall When we think that we know it all We know nothing at all The letter arrives Like a bolt

If I have weaknesses don't let them blind me Or camouflage all I am wary of I could be sailing in seizures of laughter Or crawling out from under the

You've got a lot and from what you've got I'd say you're doing well, dear Dressed like a dream and if things are what they seem You're looking swell,

Down along the river Where the big bulrushes grow You find the old frog jumpin' the water He won't come up no more, babe He won't come up no more, baby

'd hear what was said Santa put his arm around mama and mama put her arm around him So if Santa Claus ain't daddy, then I'ma gonna tell on them Well, Santa

It's not true It's not true It's not true Some people say she's a bad girl Some people think she's a fool Some people tell me she's no good But I'm telling

O holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and

In this night, I need to call you but all the lines are blown. If only you knew, how empty I feel. But maybe then you're lonely too, and it's tearing