ты позвонишь если не забудешь Позвони, позвони мне Ты позвонишь если сильно любишь и прилетишь в Комарово ты позвонишь если не забудешь Позвони, позвони
грустит. ПРИПЕВ: Позвони в мой дом, я жду – Позвони, позвони. Семизначный код любви Набери, набери! Позвони в мой дом, я жду – Позвони, позвони.
-ту-ту-ту-тууу, я тебя так жду Позвони же мне скорее Позвони своей зае, балконы скучают Гостиная плачет, мне тебя не хватает Позвони своей зае, беседы
домофона Открой свою дверь и жди меня Я примчусь к тебе очень скоро (припев) - 2 раза Тебе скучно одной ? позвони мне Ты не знаешь как жить? позвони
Zora and Rooster under peach tree They K-I-SS-I-N-G Wow, first came he love Now then comes the marriage One baby, two baby, three baby carriage baby
Call your girlfriend, it's time you had the talk Give your reasons, say it's not her fault But you just met somebody new Tell her not to get upset Second
A man walks down the street He says why am I soft in the middle now Why am I soft in the middle The rest of my life is so hard I need a photo-opportunity
One day I know We'll find a place of hope Just hold on to me Just hold on to me Walk tight, one line You're wanted this time There's no one to blame Just
Start it right, keep it up Yeah I used to say when we were starting up Now I represent it's still the busy job Ready to explore and check the microphone
Hey Howie, where ya been? I've been waitin' since half past ten And you know I got nowhere to go, Unless you take me to that midnight show You showed
Eu ligo pra voce (Humberto Gessinger) Eu viva esperando a vida aparecer no jornal nacional Com o olhar preso no video, eu esperava o suicidio de algum
Eu ligo pra voc (Humberto Gessinger) Eu viva esperando a vida aparecer no jornal nacional Com o olhar preso no vdeo, eu esperava o suicdio de algum bossal
[Chorus - Ray J] If we keep bumpin up against this wall They gon' call the police (woo ooh woo ooh) And if we keep makin all this noise They gon' call
Now who will kiss your lips darlin'? Who will call you sweetheart? Oh, who will tell you they love you? Oh, you once was my little sweetheart Now who
Letra y Música by Dave Browning Señor llévame a tus atrios Al lugar santo Al altar de bronce Señor Tu rostro quiero ver
I can't believe I'm all Alone Especially cause it's friday night, I had things to do but I brushed them off to Be with you All dress up with no where
Can't explain the way I feel It's all so clear, it's all so real Some kind of game, they're all the same Don't need it 'cause I'm always to blame You
I'm done, shoot your gun I think it's time to take it back to where we started from Your pain, my pain I'll write it down and tell you exactly how I feel
