Get the macadamians, and, oh, yea, kid, chill Mum felt fine

Que quelque chose nous s+ępare The songs roll sweetly across the harvest plain a va+ía vina That little mother-fuckers got his own get airplane

Les fleurs sont inodores
Fire. In the veins.
Did you think that I would laugh when you said I was small
My heart speaks out to say
De schol trommelt dol
smokin' up indo
My clique thugged out
- lyrics as recorded by Eddie Fisher with Hugo Winterhalter and His Orchestra
waht you find.
But you're so selfish,you don't see what you're doing to me
Cocoa and coffee Cadillacs, jumpin jacks
Be alone again
keeping balanced scales
He loves you not
VVS describes best what's on the fingers
But I smiled and shook the leaving from my head
rushing in surrounding me
His voice, wrench the ears from their heads,
its i came in the game wit a few dollars i left the gamw wit a few mill and
My god it's just a dream
you heart-it's been illin' baby
For you're the only one I can trust.
I've got to live my life the way I want to
m+Ą sillan sortua anna en
Time & time again
Old school Gladis Nyple
You say too much
Over the dogs down below;