Coming with a lie. Here we go again. First you say you write. Then you take my pen. 'Cause underneath your smile. You don't wanna lose. Babe, I got the style.
My best friend, where are you?. tell me, where are you?. Can't seem to find you anywhere. will I ever meet you?. . Thought I saw you last night smiling at me.
It's time to tell my story of a girl I used to know. Always cried into her pillow under pin-ups on the wall. She didn't make Italia Conte, didn't get that TV show.
(Annie). Maybe far away. Or maybe real nearby. He may be pouring her coffee. She may be straightening his tie.. Maybe in a house. All hidden by a hill.
i used to know this girl marie. And so the story goes she never really talked to me. her house was seven blocks away. on my way to school i went to see if shes ok.
Mahiyaaa aa... I wish you see yourself the way I see ya. You shine just like a star mahiya. 'Cause you're my only pyaar mahiya. . Maine tujhko hi dil main basaya.
You ain't been blue, no, no, no. You ain't been blue. 'Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes. While I sit and sigh, "go 'long blues".
Money can't buy it baby. Sex can't buy it baby. Drugs can't buy it baby. You can't buy it baby. . I believe that love alone might do these things for you.
Ooh, ooh, ooh. Memphis in June. A shady veranda under a Sunday blue sky. Memphis in June. And cousin Amanda is making a blueberry pie. . I can hear the clock inside a-ticking and a-tocking.
Many many rivers to cross. But I can't seem to find my way over. Wandering I am lost. As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover. . Many rivers to cross.
I was watching the woman that was walking down my street. Walking with grace, so beautifully, carefully. She's a big and pretty mother, big and pretty mother.
Way back Friday wasn't my day. I hung my boots on the factory door. I found a diesel, hit it my way. I made my bed here on the floor. . Where the station never closes.
here i am so take it all or leave it. stepping back leaves no room to breathe. in this day's over and i'm not coming back again for more. fake it, break it, anyway you take it.
Sinä päivänä kun Luoja teki sinut. Hän ei muuta tehnytkään. Heräs aikaisin, otti kynän käteen. Rupes siinä piirtämään. . Päivä kului, mut hetkenkään lepoa.
Hey Mr. Love, I've been singing and still. There's a hole in my heart only a man can fill. But he's had a blistered love and we're sharing a bed. But he's not in a state to be readily left in my hands.
[VERSE 1]. Uh. When the money get low who to depend on. When my mama and them broke and all my friends gone. Had me locked up. I'm like, what. No promoter calling me I guess I'm out of luck.