Letras:
Stars My Favourite Book

And that is why we'll always make it How I know your face, all the ways you move, you come in, I can read you You're my favourite book All the things

And that is why we'll always make it How I know your face, all the ways you move, you come in, I can read you You're my favourite book All the things

the stars We all want the same thing All my stripper friends All my ex-boyfriends We all want the same thing We all want the same thing Books in this

NORMA Don't hate me, Joe. I did it because I need you. Look at me. Look at my hands. Look at my face. Look under my eyes. How can I go back to work if

the burger's my trip." Phyllis: And the burger's my trip and is such a groove, I wanna show my appreciation and I wanna clean your bathroom . . . the

reflection of you Struggle not to care that you?re there But I stare and you?re playing with your hair Keep fiddling about with your iPod My gosh, oh my

of you Struggle not to care that you?re there But I stare and you?re playing with your hair Keep fiddling about with your iPod My gosh, oh my god you