. Baci puder, nemoj da se krijes sta te briga sto ce neko smeje, prijalo je i tebi i meni, nosi rane ko ratne trofeje. Vidis da sam gadan kad sam tebe
who am i to you, where do we stand are you my man? you told me you were through and you were leaving her for me. but it doesn't seem that way, we made
In deinen augen steht so vieles, was mir sagt. Du f??hlst genauso wie ich. Du bist das mädchen, das zu mir gehört, Ich lebe nur noch f??r dich
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Off through the new day's mist I run Out from the new day's mist I have come I hunt, therefore I am, harvest the land Taking of the fallen lamb Off through
A pirate with a tune on a holiday A lazy Mr. Moon on a getaway And isn't that a mood for a milky way A Ukelele lady layin' around the Lei Rock, rock,
Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you That is how I know you go on Far across the distance And spaces between us You have come to show you go
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Dime Divas, give it to me Hopped up out the bed, turned my swag on Took a look in the mirror, said what's up? Yeah I'm gettin' money, oh Hopped up out
Darlin', I, I can't explain Where did we lose our way? Girl, it's drivin' me insane And I know I just need one more chance To prove my love to you And
Well, I knocked down on your door, baby To see if you were at home Your shade was down, there wasn't even a sound But something told me you weren't alone
While we float on this molten sea we wear our colours so heroically Were only living in GMT Everyone else is just a refugee I wake up, I'll take up It
Three little birds, sat on my window And they told me I don't need to worry Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet Little girls double-dutch on the concrete
This year's crop of kisses don't seem as sweet to me This year's crop just misses what kisses used to be This year's new romance doesn't seem to have
I really don?t want much for Christmas Maybe just peace and while you?re listening It couldn?t hurt and might be nice If what the season brings could
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em Hopped up out the bed, turn my swag on Took a look in the mirror said what's up? Yeah, I'm getting money, oh Hopped up out the bed
I am stuck in L.A through the week, and can?t get away And you?re alone on the pier in West Palm Beach on your holiday Stormy nights re-awake the stomachache
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