Chorus:. Lookin' always lookin'. Always lookin', always lookin', lookin'. Lookin' always lookin'. Always lookin', always lookin', lookin'. . Walking through the village alone.
When you get the feelin deep inside your bone. Dancin is the thing to do. Step into the lights, itll take you to new heights. Dancin is the thing that you do.
Well, my friends, the time has come. Raise the roof and have some fun. Throw away the work to be done. Let the music play on. Everybody sing, everybody dance.
He toi. dis-moi que tu m'aimes. . Meme si c'est un mensonge. Et qu'on n'a pas une chance.. La vie est si triste. . Dis-moi que tu m'aimes. Tous les jours sont les memes.
Touche pas - mon anatomie a mi. . Lle appats - que j'gard' pour p'tit ami. . Je ris pas - je suis pour la monogamie.. Ho la - mais c'est qu'il faut une cami.
It's an amazing high. That starts my heart racing hours until. I see you walk by then panic is gone. Our love won't lead us on. . I thought I saw you lookin' back.
Everybody's looking back. To all the better times they've had. 'Cause yesterday grows sweet with memories. And I keep looking forward to the future. Fresh and young.
We've traveled all over this country. A pickin' and singing for gold,. In concerts, in nightclubs, on TV,. Yes we have been frequently sold. Yes we have been frequently sold.
A hundred men went off to war. ... a hundred men.. Their hearts were heavy, their heads were high. As they kissed the ones they left behind.. Some were eager, some were scared,.
Every day (day),. Every night (night). I wanna see you baby,. Stayin' by my side. (by my side). . I'm going down on my,. On my knees for you. (you). For your love I'd do it,.
Jag sg det i dina gon. Att det du en gng sg i mig. Du sg nu inte mer, nej. . Jag fr skylla mig sjlva. Jag sg det nr det redan var fr sent,. Redan var fr sent.
This is all going all to shit. What can I do, it's me and you ruined. So now I'm leaving, scratching out my eyes. From sights I've seen, done being keen.
Verse 1:. Now ani't nobody perfect but I given you everything even past the fact that you lied and what you did to me. Them lonely night at home when I cried, baby, I cried, baby, I tried, yeah.
What it do, it's Paul Wall from the 713. I'm only 59 on the block in south beach. Its all eyes on me, soon as I step on the scene. Them stars down lookin' clean drained in the skin.
It's fine, I'm not broken 'cause you're going, it's goodbye. It's our final dance, we're calling it a night. It's last call which means I'm calling for the last time.
From Saint-Germain-des-Pres. To Place Edgar Quinet. Un flaneur supercool. Un boulevardier. . Born in Rome, near the Spanish Stairs. A guy called Guy, Guy Apollinaire.
Oh, it's twelve o'clock on the old gray wall. Yet another year, '75 is here. I hear all the people celebrating. Another year. . Oh, darkness, darkness inside my head.
Writers: leo sayer & david courtney. . Another time, love. You know I can't quite recognise your face, love. Although I feel I know you from someplace, love.
Leo Sayer and Les Davidson. Rambling 'round your city streets. I feel no earth beneath my feet. And I feel my life. . Is crumbling into, into the sea.