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everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em but who am i to talk? i aint shittin' roses we in in the same picture but we all got different poses i'm looking

Closed off from love, I didn't need the pain Once or twice was enough and it was all in vain Time starts to pass, before you know it you're frozen But

The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave To the dark and the endless

Should have been different, but it wasn't different Was the same old story, dear John and so long Should have fit like a glove, should have fit like a

Daddy sits on a? front porch swinging Looking out on a vacant field Used to be filled with burley t'bacca Now he knows it never will My brother's found

Touring, touring, is never boring Touring, touring, is never boring Touring, touring, is never boring Touring, touring, oh baby, touring Especially with your favorite girl now Touring touring, all around now Touring

Tour de France Radio Tour information Transmission télévision Reportage sur moto Caméra, vidéo et photo Les équipes

Tour de France Radio Tour information Transmission télévision Reportage sur moto Caméra, vidéo et photo Les équipes

You light the skies up above me A star so bright you blind me, yeah, yeah Don?t close your eyes Don?t fade away, don?t fade away, oh Yeah, you and me