big breasts For a good time we chill by the mall I tell her tales, some small some tall Why, how you got peanuts, pecans, I wipe her cheek, she grabs
fact, I'm sick of talkin *gunshot* *Life After Death piano and music comes in* (Aiyyo Big, aiyyo BIG!!) *heartbeat slows, sound of ambulence sirens* *piano
, the answer is D, D, all of the above So you're freakin', the furniture's squeakin' She's tweakin' sayin' that she's weak in the knees Cheek to cheek
Only love can make a golden wedding ring In a little wedding chapel, later on that afternoon An old upright piano plays that old familiar tune Tears roll down her cheeks
love can make a golden wedding ring In a little wedding chapel later on that afternoon An old up right piano plays that old familiar tune Tears roll down her cheeks
For your circle days A little bit of sunshine Feel drops of water and footsteps The soul pushes against the stairs alone With pianos in your hair That
touch my cheeks Invisible tears no one ever sees Softly and tenderly my heart still beats For only you and all the love you gave to me [ piano ] It seems
breasts For a good time, we chill by the mall I tell her tales, some small some tall Why, how you got peanuts, pecans I wipe her cheek, she grabs my
, I was to call home sometimes Well, I dance to the two step, look at you swing Not sure what I mean, don't know what I sing I just dance on the harpsichord
) Only love can make a golden wedding ring In a little wedding chapel, later on that afternoon An old upright piano plays that old familiar tune Tears roll down her cheeks
mother went out on a party she left at home her baby son He cried and begged her not to leave him but she would not give up her fun She kissed his cheek
Brick or stone cannot hurt me Madmen around the city go They attack I'll bring them down I'll make their chances super low My my, pretty naval Dimple cheek
Avalanche. When cecilia's grave cracked like a dirt cacoon, she pulled up a stool at the silhouette saloon. The player piano mumbling crippled jigs,
He?s got the hands of a blind piano player He?s got a feel for the dark like a soothsayer He takes a little bow and tips his fedora Shouts like he?s gonna
a golden wedding ring Pamela In a little wedding chapel later on that afternoon An old upright piano plays that old familiar tune Porter Tears roll down her cheeks
Only love can make a golden wedding ring In a little wedding chapel later on that afternoon An old upright piano plays that old familiar tune Tears roll down her cheeks
, tape started to roll Yeah, the song's got fire, it's got no soul There's a lonely stretch of blacktop between here and home Drop down into the valley, piano
