When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
Well I knew this town was headed for hell the day they tore down the hippy hotel. Mister Rogers said it was too far gone. Had to clear it away, commercialin zone. For a hundred years it stood the test of time, till they laid it down to rest in pieces that won't be joined again. When they clear away the wreck, they're gonna raise the roof on a disco tech, with mirror balls and woofers cranked to 10..
I got a fatal heart, I'm tried to living. Got a tortured soul, I can't give it away. Gonna find a line, to get me through to reason. Gonna bury it all just to give it a name.
A faded photograph I mailed to you. With feelings I don't want to face. And a long song of surrender in blue. I remember when you took my breath away.
Low down leaving sun, I've done. Did everything that needs done. Woe is me, why can't I see. I'D best be leaving well enough alone. Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights.
I just hate stupid people.. They should have to wear signs that just say I'm stupid.. That way you wouldn't rely on them, would you?. You wouldn't ask them anything..
take your hands off of him. he don't belong to you. Keep your hands off of him. he don't belong to you. he's mine, o mine, no matter what you do. he's long, lean and lanky.
Un sacrificio que se consumó. nadie lo pudo probar. fuego de muerte en el cielo cayó, hiroshima. Un genocidio en nombre de la paz. grosera farsa infernal.
Alle fyre har noget smart at sige. Men jeg vil a-aldrig. Gi den op, gi den op til dig. Gi den op, gi den op og. Min swag den er helt min egen. Den er alt for meget for dig så.
Hey Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her into your heart. Then you can start to make it better. . Hey Jude, don't be afraid.
My pappy said son you gonna drive me to drinkin'. If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln. . Have you heard the story about the hot rod race. When the Ford and the Lincoln were settin' the pace.
Hounds are broodin' in my bones. But I am a good dog runnin' halfway home. Hear the lonely promenade. Come to nurse the tender terrways. . All hands on a grain of sand.
I can hear those lonesome midnight sighs in your sleep. I can hear the freight train's whistle cry, it's tellin' me. It's telling me, oh darlin' can't you see.
How much do I love you?. I'll tell you no lie. How deep is the ocean?. How high is the sky?. . How many times a day do I think of you?. How many roses are sprinkled with dew?.
L'équipe de choc est de retour, crie-le!. Un son classique designé pour faire baliser les frileux. Quelques mesures feront l'affaire. Pour t'expliquer en détails le genre de gars à qui t'auras à faire.
Dicen que es mejor. Mantener la calma. Que su corazón se escapó de mi. Pero aún me extraña. Que no pudo ser. Que entregó sus armas. Justo cuando más le hacían falta.
Aye-ay-ay. Left field, call it. Babe Ruth, ball it. Your boyfriend's got a cauliflower dick and I'm an alcoholic. So sue me. Who you, Judge Judy?. Stacking the rubies, if life was a movie, then you could just call me The Goonies.
I'm diggin' you a shallow grave. An to the sun your face I'll raise. I'm diggin' you a shallow grave. One hundred buzzards buzzin'. . I seen death hangin' from the tallest tree.
Baby you're all that I want. When you're lyin' here in my arms. I'm finding it hard to believe. We're in heaven. We're in heaven. Oh thinkin' about all our younger years.
How much do I love you?. I'll tell you no lie. How deep is the ocean?. How high is the sky?. . How many times a day do I think of you?. How many roses are sprinkled with dew?.