so much love Pretty ladies, don't despair Too much, too much, yeah Too much blood, too much blood Too much too much blood, too much blood Too much blood, too much blood
's too much blood Too much blood Well alright Pretty ladies don't be scared, pretty ladies don't be scared. Pretty ladies don't be scared, yeah, there is still so much
much love Yeah, too much, too much, yeah Too much blood, too much blood Too much, too much blood Too much blood, too much blood Too much blood, too much blood
Traduction: Rolling Stones. Trop de sang.
still so much love Pretty ladies, don't despair Too much, too much, yeah Too much blood, too much blood Too much too much blood, too much blood Too much blood, too much blood
There's a long-distance train rolling through the rain, tears on the letter I write. There's a woman I long to touch and I miss her so much but she's
too much chaos Just bend over and take it like a slut, okay Ma? "Oh, now he's raping his own mother, abusing a whore, snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling
rolling blindly on The daylight had not gone She washed her hair among the stones And saw what was to come All this will pass There will be blood
calm as a Don is supposed to (be) Costa Nostra, don't ever approach him Don't get close to him Shootouts and nothin but rock n roll to him Leave your blood
more colors than the game Simon Says Go lights out And mami on forty-fifth she said she "Diked Out" And she ain't like too much of stick, but got tha