the breeze delight me? Stars appear, why doesn't the night invite me? Maybe it's because nobody loves me Spring is here, spring is here, spring is here
this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net Sell the bitch pussy till it's drip drop wet You know what I'm saying, the vet, not the pet Dig this here man Like
like a real bitch Heather Hunter, Janet Jack-me take it in the butt. Yah, Jazz whah I got land in the Switzerland, even got sand in the Marylands Bahamas in the spring
bring them) In spring I sing, in fall I call out to All the ones who had a hard day I prepared a place on my dance floor The time is now for you to par
lyrics I bring them In spring I sing in fall I call out to all the ones who had a hard day I prepared a place on my dance floor The time is now for you
makes more than that The vibraphone, the trombone, the jazz and me When we gave ourselved the "la" It only misses the trumpets And here it is, that's
: the jazz and moi I also love when we're three La contrebasse, la batterie, le jazz et moi Ca fait deja plus que ca Le vibraphone, le trombone, le jazz
a real bitch Heather Hunter, Janet Jack-me take it in the butt. Yah, Jazz whah I got land in the Switzerland, even got sand in the Marylands Bahamas in the spring
hand And says, "Anna, look, the spring has come" And your carousel is waiting It's 1925 in New Orleans You are in your favorite dress Your brother is
