guitar hurtin ya girl Bumpin in my car at the pod YOu can get this music anywhere, even at Walmart In the parkin lot, or the shoppin cart I do nasty
a maid in the very next row and I hoped she'd be my neighbour. Imagine then my delight when the farmer picked us both. I spoke not a word in the cart
Hold your racing horses just one minute A funny feeling coming over me I'm hearing violins and Tony Bennett Boy if this is love then I'm in it (Chorus
Then it was dusk in Illinois a small boy After an afternoon of carting dung hung On a rail fence, a sapped thing So weary to crying Dark was growing
This flood wants to rape you Outside it resides and it smiles Lucy, we've all come to save you But first we'll see how loud you scream This flood doesn
then it was dusk in illinois a small boy, after an afternoon of carting dung hung on a rail fence, a sapped thing weary to crying dark was growing tall
Guitar Hurtin Ya Girl Bumpin In My Car At The Pod You Can Get This Music Anywhere, Even At Walmart In The Parkin Lot, Even The Shoppin Cart I Do Nasty
, Mike; Sax: Steve Douglas, Jay Migliori; Accordian: Ron Altbach; Percussion: Gene Estes; Drums/Vibes: Dennis; Bass; Timothy Drummond; Guitar: Ed Carter; Violins
Translation: Angizia. With a purple corpse carts.
YOU JUST CAME FROM A BIKINI KILL CONCERT YOU FELT LIKE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN TWO GUYS WHERE HAVING A "RAPE THE UGLIEST CUNT POSSIBLE" CONTEST YOU
Sechstes Kapitel WERKELMANN Mit einem purpurroten Leichenkarren wollen 4 Tote in die Kreisstadt fahren. Ganz abgezehrt das Gaulgespann, das munter
(by Blind Melon) Underlying Oh, so more important here Any kind Oh, what ever shakes a thrill Mark my face The air is really heavy now I pledge allegiance
In dieser Gegend bricht Werd ich nie vergessen Denn es lasst eine Ahnung An den gro?en Rest Die Trombone bei 'Moon River' Wie sie die Hoffnung erhalt Die Geigen
di? di damigiane di vino? - Ah. - Frizzante, buono, fresco fresco - Com bien coute? - Non e corto, e alto il vino? - No? com bien coute le vin? - Ah?
come Jean Claude nel kumite costringo a urlare Mate senza controfigure sul set se vuoi dare cash a un lirico assassino paga il Mariachi, ma zero violino