El nieto de Maturana iba cruzando aduanas, traia la chata llena cargada de yerba mala, traia la chata llena cargada de yerba mala. Lo estaban esperando
She's starin' at me I'm sittin' wonderin' what she's thinkin' Nobody's talkin' 'cause talkin' just turns into screamin' And now it?s I'm yellin' over
Mad, you just make me mad I hate your silent breathing in the night Sad, you make me sad When I juxtapose your features I get sad I know I shouldn't
found a thing in a bedroom Change the shape of the world for long enough Got the boat 'til as far as I could Afford it to take me, it was far enough Mature
I'd rather have a bottle in front of me I'd rather watch 10 hours of T.V. But since I can't I'll think of food I'll think of sex I'll think of music And
Travis been known to spit lyrical backflips on tracks with skate kicks Osiris had the flyest but I'm all about Axion, Verbal bigspin I Crooked grind your
You'd think I'd have the sense to run Knowin' where you're comin' from I can't bring myself to go Heaven help me I can't say no I see forever in you
I know I know I know shut up Killer clean been a racecar on a skyway down I've been shown these wrong ways I now own I now own all these wrong ways I'
Graduation, graduation, graduation High school parties are over Things won't be the same The day to grow up finally came Graduation's here, graduation
Love Has Come of Age Kenny Loggins (This Is It) The many times you've learned the lines That love has spoken So easily you love to leave Your heart's
Mad Crowded world How can I find peace of mind With so many small agendas Pushing at me all the time Button one: you knew I had no time today Button
Album: Windows In The Jungle Milk and honey Your lips are milk and honey oh oh Overflowing You get my juices going Sweet and tasty Your love is
Bedroom Down, girl Never like this Alrighty then Let's go, let's go I felt like I was in Saudi Arabia It was candles and pillows everywhere, yeah She
Weston/Lee/Weston In the tower of London, large as life, the ghost of Anne Bolyn walks they declare. Poor Anne Bolyn was once King Henry's wife until
I don't know what to say to you I wish you had something to add I feel that we could sit and talk But we don't and it makes me mad You go on, just get
Jumped of the staircase When the barkeep threw me out I had to pack my suitcase When they said to leave town I looked up at the sign that said Bombs
I've met that point in my life, want came to need Burn these fields of corn that surround My harvest gone at the price of maturity But these remains
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