Traducción: Redonditos ricota, o. Rato Malhado.
Die Maschen der Mädchen aus unserem Städtchen die kenne ich alle ich seh' jede Falle. Schau her wie sie klimpern mit Augen und Wimpern und
Die Maschen der Männer sind immer die gleichen sie wollen die Herzen der Mädchen erweichen. Sie reden vom Kino und wollen dich küssen
You want it all but don't care what you want Feel complete, uh it's good You sleep by my side, it's understood It's not too late you wanted it good Through
There's an honest man I know in the welfare line Lives upstairs at the Yale You can call him a good friend of mine He was taken down by the man at his
Twelve stitches in sixteen rows Two inches overpacking on number ten needles Cast one hundred twenty one stitches And knit one, purl one, repeat to the
Below the surface this day I need it light Inside dimension lies another sacrifice Once out of reach, we never speak, we never compromise As they turned
come on sleepyhead, it's time to drive to nowhere. i love it when you smile and aren't afraid to ask questions. don't you tell me to stop my breathing
HEY! your part of it HEY! your part of it HEY! your part of it I walk the streets of a Carolina watching people pushing shopping carts HEY! your part
I mastered the dance but now you're gone All you need is drums to start a dance party You're invited to our dance party All you need are kisses to start
You'd hold on to nothing If it fit in your hands Pockets and bags just won't understand The common disorder of heads on the rise Don't smell with the
We're calling all allies down because we're so sick of waiting around Watching you simply destroy yourself, cosmetics and all Trying to not find your
If I find my way back home, I'll say c??hat am I doing here??We have made our camp, but not settled. Nothing can touch us here. We took the van one night
As it spun around and around, I thought to myself this is quite amazing Perhaps they would be justified in laughing If this was a scene from naked gun
when i was young i had dreams, my senses weren't repressed. emotions now mass produce, there will be none left soon enough, stuck held fast like fossils
i begin to speak but leave a sentence unfinished. you drop down my throat sour taste is left in my mouth. taste in my mouth. deflate. silence is my self
That's more than a dress it's a Grace Kelly movie You can see my benefit Leave it on my doorstep or on my windowsill I've got to take care of it, I've
I haven't tried it, but I think I've quite decided I won't wake you when you're dead And if you mind them you can just go out and find them Take all their