Uh, Yeah Shake shake shake shake Shake shake shake shake Bad ass strippa gonna flip you on your back Grab you to the bed Take your stag and fifty
Ah.. Say what Say who Ah.. Say what Say who Aahh! Do it! I hope you standin' next to the speaker I hope you know that my style is gettin' sleaker What
Oh-oh-ohhhhh (French Kisses) Oh-oh-ohhhhh Oh-oh-ohhhhh (Kisses) (Kisses) (French Kisses) There's something about him I gazed across a crowded room my
Traduzione: Jentina. 1,2,3,4 Get With The Wicked.
From an ordinary house, in an ordinary road, From an ordinary town there came an ordinary girl, A face that looked surprised, a book of dog earred loans
Girl that's in a magazine, Do you know what you're doing? You told me that you were free, Do you know what you're doing? This is not a jealous song,
And i see my heart dripping from your pocket it's so obvious that you're oblivious can i have that back kid? i gotta hand it to you, you really put your
Passing by my old school meeting my old friends for jokes and more what I see with my eyes? the girl that I've ever just lookin for and now it seems
Musik: Inga Humpe, Tommi Eckart Text: Inga Humpe, Heike Kospach Madchen mit plan la?t nichts und niemand an sich ran keiner kommt ihr nah sie ist eigentlich
Out of the blue she came to me in the calm of the night So tender and sweet I was walking wounded And she was looking for some company Her voice was
Girl can mack I've never been the one to cry I've always had my way with guys They would run after me no matter what I'd feel Its really not a selfish
{DAMN! } [Intro: {DJ Whoo KidDJ Whoo Kid}] Uh! Yeah! 50! Part 2! [scratches] {BRING IT BACK! } [gunshot] [Intro:] Uh! Yeah! {CAN'T FORGET TONY! } 50
I lie on my bed, on a moonless night, i`m still awake, i can`t sleep tonight, my thoughts belong to you, `cause i, i love you (refrain:) i miss you
If you were the last girl on the earth with me We could be all that we wanted to be You'd be married to me Yeah, you could not fool me Just like in
Fire, Fire. I'm not ready for this. Another night well spent on a hit or miss. My calloused sides are turning blue. Hold close to me as I lean to you
Breaking in to places, fighting every single feeling, every single thought in my head, I make it from the distance thinking of the past times baby, the
What a doll What a charm Little demon to do you harm Fiendish fetish Cast a spell Make a curse Go to hell Wo-wo. Hey-hey My baby left me for a G.I.R.
(by Lucio Battisti) Ho visto un uomo che moriva per amore, ne ho visto un altro che piu lacrime non ha. Nessun coltello mai ti puo ferir di piu di un
