Youve left it cold, so cold. Girl, its cold here in our bed. . Tell me why you dont lift?. Tell me why you dont call back?. And tell me why were not talkin?.
[Musica: Eddy Antonini e Roberto Potenti]. [Testi: Eddy Antonini]. . Sun that burn my day is coming now. soldier sends his pray to save our time.. Like a child in the night.
[Shooting star]. [Musica e testi: Luigi Albertelli, Vince Tempera ed Ares Tavolazzi]. . Fly, my Ufo Robot in the sky. because the adventure's in my mind.
its a quater past 8 and little mama's on her way (on her way yeah)just got a new text saying im on my way (on my way yeah)just put my jeans on shes only 5 minutes away (5 minutes away)with a fresh pair of socks that i bought the other daylets go.
She seems a million miles away. When she walks by, you dont know what to say. You gonna make a move, you better make it now. Dont be afraid, 'cause love will show you how.
There's a full moon out tonight. And love is movin' in the shadows. I got no place to run. And it's followin' me everywhere that I go. . There's somethin' in the air.
Sleepy deepy do, be-deepy do, be-deepy do. Sleepy deepy do, you look so tired. Sleepy deepy do, be-deepy do, be-deepy do. Sleep, my little child, tonight.
Lightning struck me from out of the blue. It just a-hit me like a bolt. I just stood there shakin' all over. From the jolt. . I opened up my eyes and discovered.
Baby oh baby, why do you treat me this way?. Youre acting like a baby. All you want to do is play.. But I just want to get down to business.. I just want to get next to you..
They stole our hit, I never thought. You got me to think for you now. I've tried to make good without much success. You've got me to think for you now.
(El que tenga tienda que la atienda...). (El que tenga tienda que la atienda...). . Si tu no cuidas tu mujer. Alguien te la va a cuidar. Y nada se puede hacer.
Words & Music by. Ed Bruce and Baxter Black. . - Chorus -. Ship my body back to Texas if I die out on the trail. I won't worry where they bury me, just put me in the mail.
I met her sadly in the slowly falling rain. Crying softly in her loneliness and pain. Knowing no one needin' someone bad as me. And she told me as I held her trembling hand.
Someone shoot the messenger. Dig me a grave. I can't take another minute of this poseurs charade. Give me radio revolution. Give me public execution. Burn the flag, join the looters, plug your ears.
she goes ballistic on me. says i don't meet her needs. and she's had enough. I guess. me, i wish i could be. satisfied easily. but i'm not. yeah. never enough, now.
(T. Hurst/R.Morfitt/D.Yaremko). sometimes i feel i'm going under. you don't feel nothing at all. give me hope,. give me something to believe in. this jaded heart was never enough.
Drag me down, pull me under deep. Smother me with your hate. Tell you what I've heard it all before. Tell you I don't give a damn. I can see, I can say.
Slash and burn. It comes all the way around and back again. Insensitive. Could have been a little more than faking it. Stunning move to make amends. You got what you want.