Maurice White, Robert Brookings & Sly Stone It?s the kind of a nite U?could use a friend You feeling a loss And you need a win A perfect eleven Between
drown the memories that's driving you insane You can't hid forever just decide to make it better Turn it into something good Remember, you can choose
It's the kind of a nite U'could use a friend You feeling a loss And you need a win A perfect eleven Between one and ten Got the right way To make a sad
[Spoken] This has got to be the saddest day of my life I called you here today for a bit of bad news I won't be able to see you anymore Because of
Trying hard to drown the memories that's driving you insane You can't hid forever just decide to make it better Turn it into something good Remember
tree of moments and the man he must become of importance waits but close and safe wife and daughters hear no drums and if it feels good they must understand
the land of our birth, And we'll look into his eyes and quietly say: "It's the good earth, yes the good earth." Why can't we be good on the good earth
She got something for everyone She got something sweet that makes me want to come over She's got something out and she's got something in She got something
the ground Water from the spring running plenty and good From a hard wood forest chopping fire from the wood Ooohhh They're living the good life Ooohhh Living the good
those he'll change and if it feels good they must understand that the way had opened to just a man with a faith in all good people walking gently knowing
You know what the others know Seven years stay at home Talk about the old fun People never listen hard I can't stay It's got to be that way Can't be
Traduction: Earth Wind \u0026amp; Fire. Turn It Into Something Good.
Traduction: Earth Wind \u0026amp; Fire. Good Time.
Traduction: Planète Terre Hed. N'hésitez Bon.
Traduction: Terre Mère, je. Good For Sule.
Traduction: Monkees. The Good Earth.
