I don't know East Texas from Louisiana And I don't know Alabama Or where Atlanta lies tonight And Indianapolis Summers in park and recreation pools And
Traduction: The Promise Ring. Rien Feels Good.
Delaware are you aware of air supply and television. Are you still there is this thing on, am I coming down. Delaware where are you where are you from
Your hair pinned up in circles Worn like a widow to second the motion of second nature. Like two rafts knotted and you're knotted and still where sound
I don't know east texas from Louisiana. And I don't know Alabama or where Atlanta lies tonight. And Indianapolis. Summers in park and recreation pools
Where's New England in my life? It's only cold when you sleep alone and pink chimneys in Maine couldn't keep me away
All trees are oaks All birds are blue In the mountains of a magnet Are the mountains of you I'm proud of my genius just like a painter And dumb like
Down the ferry, our eyes eager for Indians, down the ferry with wild Irish you never know where you are. And you never know our eyes, eager for Indians
Your neck is craned a lazy quarter of the distance down your back creating a reason for the blood to go there. To know now my only veins are your hands
Lets talk about the sound of the phone outside of Texaco, from bell south down to a southern belle. I traced all the letters on all of your letters.
Nothing feels good like you in red and blue jeans and your white and night things
to the rest of my day. I'm not as good as the interstates are I just can't take you that far. Maybe Dick Clark and Davey move a car but not as good as
are you? Your hair knows. Your hair knows the top of your T-shirt and your back was up in arms about it. But I'm not as good as the inner states are;
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Cruise on that couch if that money right West Hollywood feels like a bunny night With GOOD company and better jewelers To the Good Life, we GOOD music
Drake] Drizzy Oh yeah Trey I fuckin feel you They be starin at the money like its unfamiliar I get it I live it To me theres nothings realer Just enough
Drizzy, Oh yeah dre I fuckin feel you, They be starin at the money like it's unfamiliar, I get it, I live it, To me there's nothings realer, Just enough
Drizzy, Oh yeah trey I fuckin feel ya, They be starin at the money like it's unfamiliar, I get it, I live it, To me there's nothings realer, Just enough
