Oh the games people play now. Every night and every day now. Never meaning what they say now. Never saying what they mean. . While they wile away the hours.
Aspirations, flat refusals. Childhood bedrooms, disapproval. Would be authors, erstwhile singers. Costume jewelry, ballpark figures. Naked power, basic sidekick.
I got the things that make you go. Boom bat, boom, boom boom, t-ba. You got the things that make me go. Boom bat, boom, boom boom, t-ba. I don't, know how, you ever let this go.
Goin' Back Home To New Orleans. Joe Liggins & his Honeydippers. . INTRO. . verse. Goin' back home, te-na-nee, to the land of the beautiful queens. Goin' back home to my baby, I'm goin' back to New Orleans.
Go Ahead. (Joe Liggins). . If you find anything that you wanna do... go ahead. (go ahead). If you find anything that you wanna do... go ahead. (go ahead).
Walkin' on the shore. Feelin' mighty bad. These have been the worst. Ol' blues I ever had. So far. Since you've gone. So far. . Clouds around my brain.
Newspaper blanket. and a basket case full of bones and fragmented memories.. Feels like a gambler when he tanks it,. for his losers share of empty promises.
I can't get richI can't make a living. But I sure do something for the neighborhood women. I wake up every morning with a knocking at my door. You can't keep 'em waiting when they're yelling for more.
Guantanamera, ma ville, GuantanameraGuantanamera, ma ville, Guantanamera.. . C'etait un homme en derouteC'etait un frere sans douteIl n'avait ni liens, ni placeEt sur les routes de l'exilSur les sentiers, sur les placesIl me parlait de sa ville.
Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera. Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera. . Yo soy un hombre sincero,De don de crece la palma,Yo soy un hombre sincero,De don de crece la palma,Yantes des morirme guiero,Echar mis versos del alma,.
Good lovin' keeps a home together good lovin' sure can make it right. If you never wanna be without him it means lovin' everything about him. That keeps your man around you tight.
pau, pedra. o fim do caminho.. um resto de toco. um pouco sozinho.. um caco de vidro. a vida, o sol.. a noite, a morte. o lao do anzol.. peroba do campo.
pau, pedra. o fim do caminho.. um resto de toco. um pouco sozinho.. um caco de vidro. a vida, o sol.. a noite, a morte. o lao do anzol.. peroba do campo.
Olha que coisa mais linda. Mais cheia de graa. ela menina. Que vem e que passa. Num doce balano. Caminho do mar. Moa do corpo dourado. Do sol de Ipanema.
Get into the rhythm. . Get into the rhythm. Let the music control. Get into the rhythm. For your body and your soul. . Get into the rhythm. Let the music control.
Oh Thou who knowest my beginning. Thou who created the plan. Who orchestrated my life's journey. God, You are my God. . God of decisions, Creator of answers.
When I look back on my life. I can see the way Youre working in me. Since Ive been saved, old passed away. New is my name, I owe You praises, yes. . Whatever You desire of me.
Twenty miles left to the show.. Hello, my old country, Hello.. Stars are just beginning to appear,. and I have never, in my life,. before been here.. .
Last night again. you were in my dreams. Several expendable limbs were at stake. You were a prince, spinning rims. all sentiments Indian given and half baked.
Gon Wild Lyrics. . (Verse 1). i step in vip. spend money like it grows on tree. you a freak i am a beast girl we got chemistry. i put niggas where they suppose to be.