I've been totally re-strung I'm in tune and I'm in love I'm a piano that's made out of fruit I'm the frog she chose to keep Perhaps not a handsome prince
from clapham Out on a windy common That night I ain't forgotten When she dealt out the rations With some or other passions I said you are a lady Perhaps
difford/tilbrook) I've been totally re-strung I'm in tune and I'm in love I'm a piano that's made out of fruit I'm the frog she chose to kiss Perhaps
I'd sit, and think some more I would not be just a nuffin' My head all full of stuffin' My heart all full of pain And perhaps I'd deserve you And
dong yi dong fang zi ni sha xiao de biao qing you na me cheng shi shuo you de xin ren shi chong na yi ke kai shi ni gei wo yi ge dao na pian tian kong
of Chalumeau's "Hannibal". (seeing a hiatus in the rehearsal, LEFEVRE attempts to attract attention.) LEFEVRE Ladies and gentlemen, some of you may already, perhaps
See you find that funny I'd love to buy you a drink but I got bent and spent my money But would you kindly accept a raincheck Perhaps some deep chit chat
those melodies that came to be Mornings in that corner... that piano and me I wish for a left hand like Glenn D. Hardin I could play Jimmy Webb or perhaps
It's clear to us this love affair Has self combusted everywhere And I don't feel so debonair My piano collects dust A funeral with no mourners I wish
is gone So gone-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Though it was fun but now we're done the thrill is done Was is it just chase, You acting like you need some space Perhaps
to keep while you sleep [ piano ] Day's march through our lives like a sad parade Our laughter and tears our hopes and fears And I keep remembering things I forget to say And perhaps
more songs to floods. I can?t prove this makes any sense but I sure hope that it does. Perhaps, I was born with the curiosity of old crows. The piano
was not quite what he expected there was an old piano player there playing with a honky-tonk sound and everyone who entered that place depressed that piano
presents and wine The helix - he might get between them In other words - intertwine With the ebony milk of her thighs, yeah She could be muse and let him decide Perhaps