, my friend All of that distance, ?cause I fell in love with the enemy This is all that matters now And that was all that happened anyhow You can look
, my friend All of that distance, 'cause I fell in love with the enemy This is all that matters now And that was all that happened anyhow You can look
Traduction: Take That. Huit lettres.
understand, my friend All of that distance, ?cause I fell in love with the enemy This is all that matters now And that was all that happened anyhow You
that she said Cigarette breath caresses eight letters of death And the stress is a task to the things that she left And everyday it's his feeling that
Or start tellin' folks that you suddenly gone lame Or that white folks had finally co-opted your game Or worse yet implying that you don't really know... That
letters to Paris From the Empire State Taking pictures from the top There's a lot of things For you to do There's a lot of dreams That won't come
strangers Taking candy from babes Shaking hands in a big top As the rain came down I though it would not stop Sending letters to paris From the empire state Taking
seven eight nine o' clock) I will pay the bill, you taste the wine Driving back in style, in my saloon will do quite nicely Just take me back to yours that
seven eight nine o'clock) I will pay the bill you taste the wine Driving back in style in my saloon will do quite nicely Just take me back to yours that
for equivalents. I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more No sooner cut it than they cut it even more Got to admit that I created private
the mic With one minute rhymes That don't come out right? They bite They never right That's not polite [Young Zee] I got great skills And if my record sells eight
carry four or five daggers and three or four guns I'd shoot craps and ramble and hang out late I'd steal baby buggies and Cadillac Eights If my friends didn't write me those letters
