It's about time I got a little serious. maybe not about my life. but what you mean to me.. It's about time I said something sincere.... My dear.. Why do you respond to questions of ridicule.
(Nicky Chinn / Mike Chapman Ingela Forsman) Sweden Music AB. . Oh Mickey, Mickey, hej Mickey, du r helt okej, hej Mickey, hej Mickey. . Att du r strst och bst det vet du alltfr vl.
Manic depression is touchin' my soul. I know what I want but I just don't know how to heh!. Go about gettin' it. Feelin' sweet feelin' drops fom my fingers.
I live to war it's in my blood if I want it I take. the men I've killed the children slaves and all the woman I've raped. between my legs I've got what it takes to be called a man.
Mr. Green, did you see her standing there?. Mr. Green, maybe you just didn't care.. In the library with Scarlett, how dare she intrude?. She's such a prude..
Glory to the Lord, glory to His name. Here's my story, giving glory to the Lord today. Glory to the Lord, glory to His name. Here's my story, giving glory to the Lord today, oh yeah.
Mr. Maker, the man above all gods, found a home inside my head. He twisted my values, demanded my favours. (He said); the slaughter of maker must never end.
There's no saints in the world today. before my blade there are no exceptions. I gather my troops for the final kill. the western world will be gone tomorrow.
Welcome to the show, here we go: the maggotman, king of sleaze. I am, got an evil mind with evil intensions. . Don't give me your one-track bullshit, simple minded ignorant fuck, this.
Mojas el pan en el plato vaco. y apagas la televisin. abres la ventana y miras afuera,. la ciudad te espera en algn lugar.. Sales a la calle y llegas al muro.
Tiras tres monedas al aire. y le preguntas al I Ching,. cmo ser el fin,. sabes que no puedo salvarte. pero vienes hasta aqu. a m,. tal vez, tal vez un milagro baje.
Estoy sentado en el contn del barrio,. como hace un siglo atrs. a veces me pasan en la radio. a veces nada ms.. Y "Memorias del subdesarrollo". sigue gustando an.
Dimane?...Ma vurra part stasera!. Luntano, no...nun ce resisto cchi!. Dice che c' rimasto sulo 'o mare,. che 'o stesso 'e primma...chillu mare blu!. .
Che bella cosa 'na jurnata 'e sole 'N aria serena doppo 'na tempesta Pe ll'aria fresca,. pare gi na festa Che bella cosa 'na jurnata 'e sole. Ma nato sole chi bello oi ne O sole mio st 'nfronte a tte!.
I knew my lonely heart was sad and blue. I knew that it was yearning for a smile. But how was I to know that one from you. Would start my lonely heart to runnin' wild.
Can I depend on your light pretty moon while I'm holding her tight silver moon. Will you be there above helping me win my love. And I depend on your light Mr Moon.
More and more I'm forgettin' the past more and more I'm livin' at last. Day by day I'm losin' my blues more and more I'm forgettin' bout you. But oh how hard I tried to keep you by my side.
We were waiting at the church we watched and saw the weddin' start. As the organ played we stood there and prayed just me and my broken heart. So can't you see that you have done to me oh foolish foolish pride.
Come all you sailors bold, and when my tale is told,. I know you will all sadly pity me.. For I was a bloody fool, in the port of Liverpool,. on the voyage when I first went out to sea..
Oye morena tu boca me seduce,. Miro tus curvas y pongo luz de cruce,. Mueves tu cuerpo y me pongo de cabeza,. Que sube, que baja, Diosito que belleza..