I [???] so scary. . Never got along with the heinas in mi school. Trippin' on me for smokin' super cools. Muchos problemo on mi cabeza. . I want to put mi verga in la muerte!.
I'm here to just confirm what I've been. Really always sayin'. About modern jazz. It's the savior of the nation. And I'll believe it if you do too. The rhythm & blues.
After the crash when you're. strolling thru the ruins alone. Pick up the phone. When you feel twisted, honey,. I'm listed. Confide in me, confide in me.
There's an infinity of ways. And just as many people striving for them, oh. Who's to say what is wrong or right. Only we can judge what lies within us.
See the white and fluffy clouds. Adore the sun. As he shines his light. On each and every one. Still, those clouds can hide his light. Till the day becomes like night.
We've been good friends so very long. Oh but now I'm feelin' something much more strong. You make me feel so good. When you move like you should. Ooh, what I'm thinking can't be wrong.
(A. Vandenberg). Just a human being, I've had more than enough. Feelin' like a punchin' bag, feeling pretty rough. I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide anymore what I feel inside.
I'm headin' for the station with a pack on my back. I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack. I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety-clack.
(music: A. Vandenberg, lyrics: R. Young). Tell me, tell me can you feel it, go from a whisper to a scream. The look in your eyes bears a clever disguise.
Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone. . I have my woman by my side. And the moon lights up her eyes. And as I sit I wonder why.
Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, play encore. Here in my heart, ra da da da da, more and more. . Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, je t'adore. Each time I hear, ra da da da da, chanson, chanson, d'amour.
Caroling, caroling, now we go. Christmas bells are ringing. Caroling, caroling through the snow. Christmas bells are ringing. . Joyous voices, sweet and clear.
Capim do vale, vara de goiabeira. Na beira do rio, paro para me benzer. Mae d'agua sai um pouquinho. Desse seu leito-ninho, que eu tenho um carinho. .
Candy, I call my sugar Candy. Because I'm sweet on Candy. And Candy's sweet on me. . She understands me. My understanding Candy. And Candy's always handy.
(Writer: T. Schuyler). Dear Joe, I hope you get this. You've been very hard to find. I'm sure you know your payments. Are running months behind. So I'm writing just to tell you.
Well, hello there. Good old friend of mine. You've been reaching for yourself. For such a long time. There's so much to say. No need to explain. Just an open door for you.
And if the sun comes up, and your heart is fleeting,. and you regret what weve done, cause it had no meaning,. Then I promise not to be there in the morning.