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She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes And all he gives to her And he'

You look good, as a matter of fact You'd look great in a giant vat You look good enough to eat Stomping grapes up to your knees I'll drink the wine squeezed

Feel the flavour for your feet Everybody need a place to chill Gotta stop the world standing still Don't you know I got a place to go? I tell ya Funky

Det fins en eksentrisk fru inni et gammelt hus Til slutt pa en vei av grus Hun kan ikkje bli frisk om hun fekk medisin Og av kjolen lukter det bensin

Traducción: Knight, Beverley. Sabor da velha escola.

Traducción: Da TRUTH. Perfume.

Feel the flavour for your feet Everybody need a place to chill Gotta stop the world standing still Don't you know I got a place to go? I tell ya Funky

che le colonne doriche vanno in briciole e si sente parlare di distanze per andare ad Alessandria d'Egitto? Fasto della vecchia Europa. L'odore di polvere da

vero che le colonne doriche vanno in briciole e si sente parlare di distanze per andare ad Alessandria d'Egitto? Fasto della vecchia Europa. L'odore di polvere da