When I was younger I used to be wild As wild as an elephant's child No one could hold me down No one could keep me around Now it's your turn, take a shot
The indecencies of city streets The cleaners' sweeping trucks from nine to noon And the factories make clouds To keep the sun from being jealous like
Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays 'Cause no matter how far away you roam When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze For the holidays
'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the castle My monsters were having a Yuletide hassle The tree was all trimmed in ghoulish things Like
Feel the cold wind blowing-winter's coming on 'Tis the season, so they say If you need help believing 'cause your spirit ain't Too strong Hold my hand
parfum Enivrant de l'ete Entre ses mains Nous a berces Dans l'abime De tes yeux passionnes Belle et fragile Tu m'as entraine C'est un amour de vacances
vacances ? Moi je n'ai pas change d'adresse Je serais, je pense Un peu en avance Au rendez-vous de nos promesses Est-ce que tu viens pour les vacances
Mes parents on louer un chalet sur un terrain au bord de l'eau, Partie trainer dans l'bout d'Moman a jouer au scrable et au skip-bo En arrivant moe
Cerebros perdidos Buscan cabezas vacias Letras callejeras Buscan canciones normales Versos con sentidos Como se cruzan dos vias Frases zalameras Que parecen
sable Mais les vacances a la plage Les efforts a la nage Les vacances a la plage Les vacances a la plage Les efforts a la nage Les vacances a la plage
My Friend Detroit can't seem to keep up Tell me about it man, neither can I But I still avoid sleeping in the summertime While you cut ties longer than
At work you know the right dancers I play to bonus my share My eyes don't get to see that much work I see the blondes and the brunettes I use my hands
Poo-lah Poo-la-ah poo-lah Poo-da poo-lah poo-lah poo-oo-lah Wee-ooo-wee-ooo-eee-eee-ooo-ooo Ah-ah-ah ah-aaah-ah-aaah Aa-aa-ah aa-ah Wee-ooo-wee-ooo Aa
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It's always better on holiday That's why we only work when we need the money Jacqueline was seventeen and working on the desk of the poetry library