White and black, the friendly bears of China. White and black, they rarely reproduce. What shall be done about these Chinese bears?. What shall be done about these friendly bears?.
K. Messal / G. Cormier. I've been traveling a long, long road, under a heavy load. and I can't see my way home. rain is fallin' heavily down, can't see my feet for the ground.
More kisses babe, more hugs. And I'm showin' you more love. And I'm sensitive to your fears. Hope I'm answering your prayers. . Oh Lord, guess I'm yours if you're sure, oh.
words & music by Dave Hanner. pub. by Sabal Music, Inc. (ASCAP). . (Chorus). Poncho, don't you like me no more. Poncho, to me our friendship means more.
He wakes up every Sunday morning with a smile on his face. Today's the day he's always waitin' for. He cleans his bugle and packs it in it's case. He's in the Pittsville Drum and Bugle Corp.
Polaren Per är Kärlekskrank. Polaren per är kärlekskrank. skjortan är ren och blicken blank. blicken är blank av kärlekskval. osammanhängande e hans tal.
You point your finger. Like a gun to trigger. The one at the top of the hill.. Though you have two eyes. You're blind not to realize. It's not just the one on the (dollar) bill..
(yodelling). . Inspect the silver inlay and the finely engraved steel,. rich carved ivory grips with checkered lines that you can feel.. You'll find it premature who call the calibre obsolete.
Bartender, I know you're a reasonable man. Looks like you got the run of this place. Set me up a round so's that I can see your hands. And wipe the goddamned smile off of your face.
I'm so on top You look in control I've never conquered mountains. with strides to go I never fear and never sin the worst of you is the best of them. Did you ever judge or speak in vain Only the steps I took where in the lord's name.
I am black keys scattered and afraid. sounds like our notes could never agree. Perfectly ivory. play me something happy. . The eyes that trace cedar and feel melody.
Yeah! Come on now!. Here we go! Let's do it!. . Oh! Yeah, ha, yeah. . Push it push it to the limit limit. Cause we're in it to win it, in it to win it, oh yeah.
Dj vu. That's what Im feeling tonight with you. 'Cause I promised myself I wouldn't lose my cool. But Im a sucker for them pretty brown eyes. Yeah, yeah.
Tell it all. Tell it all. Who's listening now?. You hit a wall. Gonna fall. And don't even know how. You seem to lost your head. When you said what you said.
It's got me going inside, I think it's happening again. I think there's gonna be some action. 'Cause you got me going inside. Got me where you want me, sit down and talk to me.
Short sleeved shit kicking animals lining me up. It's all over their face, here's a new chicken shit. Angel eyed boy with a face to rip open all night.
Tell you 'bout this friend of mine that you don't know. He lives way up a road that's lost in time.. Don't know his name, or where he's coming from,. Only thing you know, he's a real gone cat,.
Memorabile... Frasi d'amore scritte a macchina.... la nostra storia in quattro pagine.... che, raccontata ci puo' perdere.... Ah, formidabile... Il tuo avvocato e' proprio un asino.