Words by Steven Page & Ed Robertson Music by Jim Creeggan & Ed Robertson I concede that you were right about this place. I can make a perfect likeness
te che mangi troppo e non sai perche la gente quella che ti guarda ride e ti uccide sempre di piu. Lo specchio non e stato mai un grande amico e al mare
The Ring (Hypnotic Seduction Of Dale) Track 4. Written by Freddie Mercury. Album Version 0:58 Dialogue: Flash Gordon: Forget it Ming, Dale's with me (
Im Alice, this is your wonderland! Come on everybody my roller coaster is almost leavin' oooh whoohoo... And we could take a ride through the night to
I don't know you ? got to know your tight Any place you could go tonight We could be a social ? Take a chance ? Girl you need a man in your life. I
Fatter, fatter Shake 'n Bake, fatter Shake 'n Bake, fatter Fatter Corndogs, pizza, Coca Cola Yogurt, butterscotch, granola Look at me, I'm fatter I'
Fatter, fatter Shake 'n bake, fatter Shake 'n bake, fatter Fatter Corndogs, pizza, coca cola Yogurt, butterscotch, granola Look at me, I'm fatter I'm
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Im Alice, this is your wonderland! Come on everybody my roller coaster is almost leavin' oooh whoohoo... And
All I'm after is to be on your winning side All I need is to be turning back the tide 'Cause I care too much for the life that I lead What you're thinking
I concede that you were right about this place I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace I can hold you until you turn out the light and I
I don't believe in miracles if it's all the same by you Your wishes would come true if I had my say Whether it's right or wrong, the words of every song
I was sittin' in my hotel room, strummin' my old guitar Not much to do when you're far away, playin' some smokey bar I was feelin' a little empty and
Hear the call of the ringneck loon Hear the sound, he will be home soon Hear the cry in the afternoon Ringneck Loon, he knows best He's a loon and he
Uncle Toad sittin' by the old south gate Waitin' them boys they bin stayin' out late Uncle Toad thinks, they're way out of line Maybe they think, he is
Dee dee dee, dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee I would rather be at the boathouse, out of the daily grind I'd sooner be down at the boathouse, what a way
Once upon a time I was on my own Once upon a time like you've never known Once upon a time I would be impressed Once upon a time my life would be obsessed
I've got a song that it is my mind My little love who is never unkind "I'm a poet and I'm better off dead" These are the words she said Down by the breadline
