lunes, 13 de febrero de 2012

2:33 Go More, Be Seen, But Else, May Take Good, Mode And Or




A vanity chess
In your eyes of Venus
Without any religion, but
In the rapids, you found brand new key
And my territorial pissing 
It may be that I can, be out
Without knowing why
The big girls don't cry?
But, impossible
Time in a bottle
Want to be with you
Time after time,
And it will go
We will go to Paris,
Berlin and London
Oh Oh nothing else
Give me the simple Life
Happy birthday to your bliss
Hanging on the telephone
Go on, oh Señora
Oh no more, lady, no more
Be like the (Little drummer boy)
Why?, be like the waste love
Take five to you strong and healthy
A boyfriend is back, a money supply
The lord of the dance waste-side
What dances are to provoke?
A love affair exchange
Have you ever seen the rain?
And make your own kind of music.

A. I. W. I. A. I. W. T. B. T. W. T. A. W. B. O. G. H. H. G. O. B. W. T. A. T. W. A. H. A.

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