меня с собой, Над собором, над водой, Над холодною землей. Ее спросил я: "Где живешь?", Она сказала: "Высоко", И показав наверх рукой, Шепнула как ее зовут: Венера
If Hov's a Blackberry Bold, shorty is a Sidekick She used to have a man, I used to have a side chick Shorty got wind, I had to blow the chick off We got
Goddess on the mountain top Burning like a silver flame The summit of beauty and love And Venus was her name She's got it Yeah, baby, she's got it I'
Hurricane Venus! Hurricane Venus! Nal jageukhamyeon Bandeusi nereul jibeosamkyeo Keunpokpun chideu molachimyeon Neon summos suieo swilsae eobsi (-HUWAH
Artist: Eric Johnson Album: Venus Isle Track: Pavilion Instrumental
All of you Shaped me into what I am Carried out the bitter man Do you have a master plan? Oh no Somewhere I've Let all my defenses down Never thought
VENUS IN FURS (Velvet Underground) Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather.
Goddess on the mountain top Burning like a silver flame The summit of beauty and love And Venus was her name She's got it Yeah, baby, she's got it I
Hello flower Boy, do you look juicy And you know just what I?m coming to get, right? Don?t eat me Please don?t eat me I?m trapped in your love Save me
Creeping like frost As slow as grave moss Like drowning in dry oceans of bone dust I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces I know the pale thing in the
Tight toy night, streets were so bright The world looked so thin and between my bones and skin there stood another person who was a little surprised to
53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west
Goddess on the mountain top Burning like a silver flame The summit of beauty and love And venus was her name She's got it Yeah, baby, she's got it I'
On the thirty-first day of the summer moon In the marketplace Somebody touched my hand and said I was a woman of taste Then with a flutter of wings Amid
Goin' to see my baby in the afternoon, Goin' to take my baby on a Venus loon Slipshod gymslip in my neighbourhood, Empty head, steel bed, Dipseys
The Venus of the soup kitchen is waiting There for me and all us poor Cripples, who've been in the wars End up sleeping on her floor Woah, woah, woah
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Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girl, child in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress and cure his