I know we can make it baby If only we try Lets hang on to love And don't let it die Even though [Chorus:] It's been touch and go On and on we get strong
Tradução: Cher. Touch and Go.
bitches is my sons And I'm go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on
t have no eyes when them motherfuckers come (Yeaahh) Letcha guns go (BANG!), Letcha guns go (BANG!) Squeeze the trigga nigga, do the damn thang Letcha guns go (BANG!), Letcha guns go
these bitches is my sons And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em If I had a dick, I would pull it out and
fallin down Crying as it hits the ground Rain, rain in my heart Every day that we're apart Rain, rain Falling rain, rain Rain, rain Only rain, rain Maybe I'll go outside And
look my eyes see Rain rain fallin down Cryin as it hits the ground Rain, rain in my eye every day that we're apart Rain, rain fallin rain Maybe I'll go outside and
thread. and so we just pretend a bit and we never say the words that spell the end of it still we go on trying to fan the dying spark and sometimes
In terms of lies and filth I don't amount to much My soul is sugar sweet with an angelic touch But very single boy who thinks I'm worth a try Well I'd
home of the Gamma Ray The deadly Gamma Ray, the deadly Gamma Ray And there ain't no guest list tonight at the Memorial Hall Cher got in 'cos she's so thin And
a boy from paris His sole family was his mother A poor girls with big faded eyes By sorrow and misery Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout Et le cher
(desmond child/ michael bolton/ diane warren) Producer for cher: desmond child Recorded in 1989 for cher's ' love hurts' album. bonnie did backing vocals
somebody said Sell it and they will come boys, sell it and they will come. So dionne, cher, and all my late-night friends, I drink to your health. And
all control And when the morning comes, yeah you loved and gone Don'tcha know I need it over and over and over and over again. Yeah you touched me deep
these bitches is my sons And I'm go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss
