Translation: Splendora. You're Standing On My Neck(theme From "daria").
Who's the black private dick That's a sex machine to all the chicks? Shaft, ya, damn right Who is the man that would risk his neck For his brother man
Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you That is how I know you go on Far across the distance And spaces between us You have come to show you go
walked in late, Allow me to reiterate: The name of this movie is "Spy Hard". They call it "Spy Hard". You're watching "Spy Hard". It's the theme from
shish kabob. Have a taste, they were made fresh today. Try the rye or the kaiser or the wheat or the white. Maybe I can suggest an appetizer. Stay away from
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Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up
This bloody road remains a mystery This sudden darkness fills the air What are we waiting for? Won't anybody help us? What are we waiting for? We can
We're professional punkers , we come from the suburbs After fifteen years , we're still having fun Now we're over thirty, not looking so pretty At least
I wish I had a parachute 'Cause I'm fallin' mad for you I can see the ground approachin' now But I'm not sure what to do I feel like the pinata Once
A toast to the booty Feel that, do that For how else can you capture a boogie If you don't attack from the back To the rear, march My name is the one
Ours is the legacy of waste Waste all the things we turned to dust Simple if we would like to find Punished by words I'm takin Finally pressed youd like
eee. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not it's just me. It's like a light of a new day, It came from out of the blue
Aww here it goes Everybody out there go run and tell Your homeboys and home girls it's time for Keenan and Kel They keep you laughing in the afternoon
no yellow brick road, we hear the shots echo Sneakers hangin from a telephone pole In my ghetto ain't no rainbow wit pots a gold But tha was love from
's a summer place Where it may rain or storm Yet I'm safe and warm For within that summer place Your arms reach out to me And my heart is free from all
( Traveling Down a Lonely Road ) Why am I alone? Why am I alone, Traveling down a lonely road? Darling, can't you see? I don't wanna be, Traveling
Every step I take retreats Every journey always brings me back to you After all the stops and starts We keep coming back to these two hearts Two angels who've been rescued from