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Si je perds tous mes moyens, que je ne suis plus bon a rien, alors tant pis, c'est que tu me plais Si je ne rentre plus chez moi, que je vis comme un
Early mornin' All right, I was out real late last night Got a little messy Early morning Can't be like that anymore, oh I was shaking my ass in
The dream I'm building is Early American, Something that won't go out of style, It makes you feel that life's worth living, The way they must have felt
Volvere temprano, no dejare que se seque tu noche ni el ficus de la entrada. Dare luz a los peces que navegan por la casa, y en tu vientre no habra marejada
How could you let her touch you in a place you didn't want touched? How could you let her get so close to you That she could kiss your neck and kiss it
Sun's turning on the world today It's hard enough to sit and wait You're longing, now, to know what You're longing, now, to understand But you open up
You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin' I'm gonna send ya back to schoolin' Way down inside, honey you need it I'm gonna give you my love I'm gonna give
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Lovely city, when do you laugh? Stony people, what do you have? Well, you ride around on a bright shiny cloud And you think that you've found true happiness
Well here comes my wife And that's the story of my life She haunts me Though she don't want me She follows badly in disguise But it's not hard to recognize
Summer came and went so fast, in my summer home I found a summer love and I hoped it would last But then the rain came down that fall And I'm all out
Lives on a farm, got plenty of charm, beep, beep He's got no cows but he's sure got a whole lotta sheep And brand new wife and a family And when he comes
Russ and Jimmy You?re balding and you stutter That hurts my feelings Your teeth look like broken tiles That hurts my feelings I?m glad you?re out of the
- We live in a dead world. Dead because you killed it. Not with wars, famine or disease - for if anything these are balms to the Earth. Instead you left
Working from seven to eleven every night, It really makes life a drag, I don't think that's right. I've really, really been the best of fools, I did
And if I say to you tomorrow Take my hand, child, come with me It's to a castle I will take you Where what's to be, they say will be A-catch the wind