Well I got my quarters for the jukebox and your memories on my mind There aint no doubt that the fires all out Because Im the only one sittin here crying
VERSE 1 It's quarter past midnight baby, So tell me what you wanna do, I'm so tired of waiting for you, C'mon over and make your move, CHORUS Late
Another day, I feel like I'm alone again. I didn't think that growing up meant giving up all my friends, Will this ever end? My life's lost its fun And
Un feu de Bengale Nous eclaire a l?inconnu Ton visage pale Dans la nuit croyant perdu A brule mes doutes Bien avant qu?il me consume Avant qu?il m?en
Depuis que vers la Corse je fais route Vois-tu la terre jaune me degoute La sale nourriture de riz bouilli Ne vaut pas la polenta du pays Tes yeux noirs
Last quarter moon can you tell me dear how do i get out of here build me a bridge of iron and foam and take me to a place unknown last quarter moon
Ouais, ouais, Time Bomb explose mec Tu sais, ouais, c'est Faf La Rage mais la C'est pas moi qui rappe fils, c'est le quartier Sa mere c'est la ville,
Quarter past midnight sitting here in the moonlight No offense my dear I hope you know Tonight I write to you... And that is a question A conversation
[Udo Jurgens Intro] 17 in der Gro?stadt, er wollte endlich raus, dann Jobs beim Bau und Flie?band, er hielts nie lange aus. Er knackte ein paar Autos
LE RAT LUCIANO Ma putain de vie, c'est le quartier mais le quartier c'est pas la vie, ESSE, n'oublie jamais c'est ton ennemi comme ton ami ESSE,
I know I'm dead before my time I know It's coming down If you could only see what's right You'd see what's coming 'round [Chorus:] So I walk Alone I
I've got a quarter in my pocket Won't you tell me what I should do Should I put it in the phone So I can come crawling home to you Or should I put it
The wilted flowers that I gave Were not as nice as your bouquet All the lyrics that I wrote Not as smart as the words you spoke The starlight above my
es ist viertel vor die welt nuklear der schluss steht vor dem tor stellen wir uns der gefahr vergi? deinen stolz pack ihn ins portemonnaie wir haben
On te dira qu?rester habiter au quartier est un gage de reussite Reflechis 2 s?condes, mon pote, sois lucide A part la credibilite t?auras qu?des emmerdes
the love floods that drips from her eyes as they meet his while inside she holds a gift, the virus of new life their hearts overflow with oceans of emotions
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