: [Hook:] It's kinda crazy I feel this way baby I'm sayin, wat kinda man have I come to know to be out there playin but baby I got alot to say I hope
: What are you thinkin I know you see ya cell phone blinkin Backwards and forwards i'm pacin Tryna figure out why you aint callin me back What does it
: Little short skirt with a big attitude She wants to be a model, wants to be on the tube Yeah, it's one thing or another She's trouble trouble Watch
: Here we are now Everything is about to change We face tomorrow as we say goodbye to yesterday A chapter ending but the stories only just begun A page
: I'm dedicated to the one I love Deja te cuento Desde hace mucho tiempo que yo estado en el intento De poder sacar de mi una simple melodia Que pueda
last night We never said goodbye You were here with me Brown Eyes It felt just like old times When you were by my side I could see your love shine through Brown
alle donne quindi imbosco mega buste a sigillo sotto le loro gonne sto ben vestito vodka a sorsi con qualche anacardo do il ben servito club dogo la fondazione
sword Watch your New Years evening wash away You're on the floor Can you hear me troubadour? Alvin Row Tangled in your broken kite It's hard to be Ben
uh uh cut!!!!!! Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn sucker? You just can't fuck with TWISTED BRBRBR BROWN BROWN
Ihe mostrar Bahia de Caetano nossa gente boa. Charlie eh meu amigo Charlie eh meu amigo Charlie Brown Charlie Brown eh meu amigo Charlie eh meu amigo Charlie Brown
pussy like this (yeah yeah!) Shake your body don?t stop don?t miss (yeah yeah yeah!) [DJ Paul] I'm lookin' for the J. Lo booty But I ain't Ben Affleck
whorin we gonna grab the mics and get em off the wall so everybody in here can stop snoring yo where the safe? money, unlock it pull it out your pocket Ben
ferait un kamikaze sans cible Apres les usa, l'Europe est sensible Qu'aurait fais la france sans tirailleurs Les immigres sans la CAF? Ben on se serait
: (Bud Green, Les Brown and Ben Homer) Gonna take a sentimental journey, Gonna set my heart at ease. Gonna make a sentimental journey, To renew old
hit the highway and never looked back You stayed here in our old hometown You married a sweet girl down around Austin Had nine kids whose eyes are all brown
Oh, sweetheart, put the bottle down You've got too much talent I see you through those bloodshot eyes There's a cure, you've found it Slow motion,
I don't want nobody To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself I don't want nobody To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself
I got the feeling Baby, baby I got the feeling You don't know what you do to me People are heavy, down in misery Hey, yeah, alright Hey, hey, good Lord