?Que sera de ti? necesito saber, hoy de tu vida alguien que me cuente sobre tus dias anochecio y necesito, saber ?Que sera de ti? cambiaste sin saber
[GIRLS] One of us girls is moving on One girl will get out of saigon [GIGI] So now who's really Miss Saigon [GIRLS] Tv and stereo she gets And
com o seu olhar E disse: agora e que vai Entao ve la como e Nao te metas em confusoes Outra vez diz-me: Vai ou nao vai Vai ou nao vai (nao me dizes?)
vai?" Ou vai agora ou vais ver como E disse: agora que vai Ento v l como No te metas em confuses Outra vez diz-me: Vai ou no vai Vai ou no vai (no
con gli amici tu comunque vai tra! Per quel che si fara e tutto cio che sara Nella vita e con le tipe tu comunque vai tra! Per quel che si fara e tutto
De antwoorden zijn altijd al aanwezig. I cannot be ungrateful for what i Have received from america, But I'm not the judge. The judge of justice say
Little Stevie Vai is going to play A composition on the guitar He wrote it all by himself Okay Stevie Bring your three friends up They can play with you That Steve Vai
Heads up We may be human, But we're still animals.
This is a ballad dat I wrote. it's all, it's all about peace and love and Good happiness stuff.
So naive, so innocent, thrust in a world too intense Flesh is weak but the soul is strong, and you will bleed but you'll carry on Yes you need your pain
This is 'greasy kid's stuff,' mix 12, ground zero, with the melody guitars Up .3, bass up .4, kick down .5, overheads up .4, less gate on the snare, And
I'm watchin' you, I'm wantin' you but you turn away I'd crawl through broken glass to you but it wouldn't pay You take me for a fool but if you only knew
Creeping 'cross the canvas of color, crawling in a cold delight Bitter sweet perversions, paint their picture cross their precious sky And it's all I
Here we stand, as time keeps turning, near and far, the fires are burning Victory, the endless passion, for a cause, we will take an action I'm not a
We know ya' come a long way We hope that your ship is o.k. We hope you're gonna' stick around Maybe to save the day. Liw liw, liw liw, Liw liw, liw
He looks a lot like blondie bumstead When he lies in bed He cries a lot like shirley temple When he's lost in his head He sings a lot like greta garbo
No, I'm very, very shy. You know, it's when they look you in the eyes and they say...
I need some junk To shoot in my veins Would you give me some To relieve the pain? These city streets Are drivin' me insane I tried laundry detergent
