Traducción: D'Sound. Cafe.
sheer joy - of their live performances, delivered in a format perfect for lounge-rooms, backyards, BBQ's, cafes, road trips and parties all over the world
just sold out all the floor seats [Chorus: Estelle] Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day. Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA. I really
[Intro] Niggaz just love the cash Shake down niggaz say yea 1-9 niggaz love the cash H-A-R-D-R-O-C-K yo BK no, oh, oh, oh [Bridge] You ain't gotta love
Artist: Red Cafe Album: May I 12" Song: May I Lyrics: [Intro] Niggaz just love the cash Shake down niggaz say yea 1-9 niggaz love the cash H-A-R-D-R
he'd dig awhile Well he dug her up and he dug her down 'Fore too long he found some bones Poor little Billy couldn't make a sound When the bones sat
just drove away With plans of traveling this great big world of ours And throughout the years I'd see your eyes On strangers faces, on other guys From small cafes
cafe where I sat and stared at an empty wall The waitress talked to me, but I could not hear her words at all The only sound that I could hear was the
And get back to the high street, I need somethin' to eat Stop at the cafe, coffee and a salt beef bagel Yeah, I know I'm Cain'd but now I'm feelin' Abel
ll disappear I'd be there now if only I had wings to fly Down at Union Station an old train brakes And I hate the sound it makes I've never felt so all
night was a wild thing awaiting To fill the world with sound and fury Now that's all over There was a brilliant man with a rabbit's heart You'd
nuit...une cacophonie. Du haut d'une terasse de cafe sur un toit, j'observe tout en sirotant du the a la menthe...de nombreux cercles d'une vingtaine
blimey guvnor I'm the big'un Cop an eyeful of this muscular arm Dealing out pain is my kind of fun Get my drift? I mean real harm I like the sound of
I'll give you a buck-fifty so quickly, you won't even know that ya nose dripping So much blood on the floor, you might as well be pretending to be mudwrestling a dozen bitches PMSing Sounds
Dipper And if the sound of this it frightens you We could play it real cool and act somewhat indifferent And hey June why'd you have to come Why'd you
'd pour 'em a coffee, then she'd bat her eyes Then she'd listen to 'em tell 'er some big fat lies Then she'd ask 'em how the wife and kids was, back there
Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe Well, I got me a stool, took a load off my shoes, Made Mavis an offer that she couldn't refuse I says, "How'd ya like to go
lab, Iriscience The microphone's up for grabs Aiyo, you could probably find Rakaa at De Rokerij Puffin' AK, sippin' cafe au lait In Amsterdam chillin' in the cafe