: Dormies mig agafada al meu brac. Ha sonat un claxon de cotxe encallat. Has obert un ull mandros i callat. I has tornat al teu somni privat. Pujava
Dormies mig agafada al meu brac. Ha sonat un claxon de cotxe encallat. Has obert un ull mandros i callat. I has tornat al teu somni privat. Pujava el
soy tu chico boomerang me arrojas a la calle y siempre vuelvo para atras Cuando el amor absorbe tanto vino Y tantas vueltas da la corriente del rio Ay, Dolores
trabajo tampoco nos falte un tajo la buena salud al norte y al sur veni fumemos un cano ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, Dolores tus ojos son dos petalos
When I was just a little bitty trash heap Mama told me Child there's something you should know (you should know): Everybody's got to have a special
You know it kills me to see you crying, to think of all your love He's been denyin' and I can't blame you for feeling cheated Being so in love and so
Tu tienes lo que yo no tengo Yo tengo lo que tu no tienes Yo tengo lo que tu no tienes Yo tengo lo que tu no tienes Dos almas que se encuentran bajo
All the days that ended well into tomorrow All the times I couldn't lay it on the line This old conscience that I could never follow I hate to say it
There's been a lot of talking From the town where I come from All my friends are saying things Which make me doubt sincerity What is the meaning of a
chrous: i love the way u are and the pretty glow makes u a star baby me n u can go very far all u gotta do is just hop in my car u aint a lion but that
When I say, "I do", you say, "I don't" When I say, "I will", you say, "I won't" I wanna keep this love but you show me you don't What's wrong with you
I see him everyday in the same old haunting way From his hiding place wearing his same disguise And this hurting me to know he's hurting someone I love
I just come into this bar to have a quick one maybe give the bowling game a whirl Well you sat down next to me and in a minute I could see That you're
Ich bin kein Hemd, das man sich auszieht Wenn man's nicht mehr tragen will Bin keine Flasche, die man leertrinkt Und dann wegwirft auf den Müll Ich
I, I do surrender, A waiting payment for my sins. I, I can't remember... Where the story ends or where it begins. I've been living a lie, Life on the
And all I had needed was Just a breath of fresh air I want a, I want a folding chair St. Paul Civic Center Giving me a eight dollar and fifty cent I
You're back in town again, spreadin' talk around That I'm still in love with you, though you put me down Well, I hate to admit it but I guess the talk
(Jack Poels) ik geaf 't op want elleke kier mien hand mien oege ze wille ni mier als ik ow zij stoan, dan bin ik verloare ge ziet te moei en vul te moei
