: Confutatis maledictis flammis acribus addictis When the sun is flustered and the moon is free The great little master Writtes a little melody the
was scheduled today? Andy: oh. Yeah. Great. Um sorry...I didn?t expect you so soon. Let me...give me a second to get things set up here. David: no
president If things loosen up You and me, you and me, baby You and me... When our kids are grown With kids of their own They'll send us away To a little
needed actually was really just to smile a little she did, and naturally, she charmed the heart of samuel as he proceeded to show how she should close her little
Heed, call your name- I will float through your window. Major third, or a minor seventh- And a violin tuned a little sharp, tuned a little below. Come
m skating with a seal, the tarantula, the fly, the broken ring the dusty little flea an ugly giant, a disappointed child here comes a rabid snake the broken violin
She moves away and sits at her dressing table) RAOUL "Little Lotte let her mind wander . . ." CHRISTINE You remember that, too . . . RAOUL (continuing) ". . . Little
I know what I said was heat of the moment But there's a little truth in Between the words we've spoken It's a little late now to fix the heart that's
like your bother, I like your mother I like you and you like me too We?ll get a preacher, I?ll buy a ring We?ll hire a band with an accordion, violin
bleed and die quickly Here I turn my back, here's the knife for you to stick in me What you do for me? Stab me in the back, preney Over little shit you
singing any more. So play violin, play Play 'til the night is over Music will wash away all your sorrow. A moment later, life was just a dream Remembering the things
(Malaysian screams) Hubba Bubba Skayeahhhhhhhhh (Retarted and Genetic diseased violins) I just want that coochie gimme that gushy i just want that coochie
she tells you so Dance laugh wine dine and talk and sing But those cannot replace what is the real thing It's a lot like playing the violin You cannot
dark eyes that melted my soul down To a place where it longs to be? All of your history has little to do with your face You're mainly a mystery with violins
her sister's hair on fire, And as the smoke and flame rose high'r, Danced around the funeral pyre, Playin' a violin, -olin, Playin' a violin. She weighted
LAUGHING AT PICTURE UNTIL MISS BRIGGS WALKS IN THE ROOM. MISS BRIGGS: SHE IS RIGHT OUTSIDE. PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN: YES, GOOD. LET?S HAVE A LITTLE TALK WITH
few more nights together Say the things we used to say If we're not back in love by Monday We can go our separate ways We could find that little cafe
into overdrive Or it don't mean a doggone thing So let me rosin' up my bow and I think that I can show you The way I like to play this thing Let's put
