sin obstaculos mueve tus tentaculos nada sin obstaculos pulpo paul, me dices lo que va a pasar apuestas me haces ganar pulpo paul, pulpo paul eres jugueton
(Minestroni-Negri) Si sentiva odore di arrosto Ed avevo molto appetito E la locandina che apriva di sera In quel vicolo senza luce, di sera Prendero
Smoke and mirrors and everything nice I wasn?t married to the weekend, I was banging? on the back end Kamikaze and Miami Vice She shook a few of my favorite
Hey man, How come you treat your woman so bad? That's not the way you do it. No no no you shouldn't do it like that. I could show you how to do it right
Oh I know I don't own you But I don't even know if I should phone you Someone sending me letters Saying you've been going with other fellers And they
The word's on the street: you've found someone new. If he looks nothing like me I'm so happy for you. I heard an old girlfriend has turned to the church
Sitting alone on a cold bar stool, Your cold, hard eyes make me feel a fool. Pastel-white features, High cheek-bones, Scarlet-blooded lips and deathly
Now if you can stand, I would like to take you by the hand, yeah, And go for a walk, Past people as they go to work. Oh, let's get out of this place
The blue girls that bake in the sun Skin falls in flakes from each one Like leaves from autumn trees They float upon the breeze These girls you have
Would you like to hear About the things I fear? About my life, and loves too? Well why should I tell you? If I told you a secret You'd be sure to leak
I thought that you were joking When you said "I want to see you To discuss your contribution To the future of our nation's heart and soul Six o'clock
There's a picture by his first wife on the wall Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall A stain from last week's party on the stairs No-one
I'm being followed home, I'm being followed home, I don't know what for, I don't know by whom. The smell of your dress, A face in the rain, The pavement
Oh I was seventeen, When I heard the countdown start, it started slowly, And I thought it was my heart but then I realised, That this time it was for
She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge, She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College, That's where I, Caught her eye. She told me that
Oh now the lonely nights begin, And there is nowhere left to go, But watch my spirit melt away, Down at the D-I-S-C-O. I must have died a thousand times
Oh children of the future Conceived in the toilets at Meadowhall To be raised on the cheap cold slabs of garage floors Rolling empty cans down the stairway
Ah ah ah ah ah... Tonight's the night Open your door and I'll come inside Don't be afraid, it will be alright I will change your whole life tonight And
