Translation: Damia. I'm Down and Out.
Translation: Damia. All Day, All Night.
Translation: Damia. The whole camp Fout.
Translation: Damia. Gloomy Sunday.
Translation: Damia. The Gulls.
Translation: Damia. The big frieze.
Translation: Damia. The Guinguette closed its shutters.
Translation: Damia. Johnny Palmer.
Translation: Gianni Fiorellino. ... And Si 'Damia.
Chesti mane so? d? ?e mmie Chesta vocca e pure ?a mia Sti capricci ?e criaturella m?apparteneno? Sti ghiurnate ?e gelosia Chistu mare ?e fesserie Chisti
: Chesti mane so? d? ?e mmie Chesta vocca e pure ?a mia Sti capricci ?e criaturella m?apparteneno? Sti ghiurnate ?e gelosia Chistu mare ?e fesserie Chisti
Feels like I'm goin' in circles You're like a maze I can't get through Should I go back, should I go back Should I let you, stay for the night It's like
And me and she we trampoose a lot Several mornings she shampoos my locks Always have my back, she standin' true to dat Real type of loving, thank you
This is sick Attention, it's time to dance Work it like you're workin' a pole Shake it 'til you're shakin' the floor Pop it like you're poppin' a cork
Come into this sacred and erotic dream It's a world I know you wanna share Baby, let's indulge in things that set our bodies free Promise me that you
Truly It all comes down to love Honestly It all comes down to love Undeniably It all comes back to you Sincerely It all comes down to love Unforgettably
Baby, I like it when it feels this good You always seem to make me smile And can't nobody do what you do When you love me just a little while I, I know
J Jo Dunk Booty Damita Jo Isn't that like a country name, Damita Jo? It is, isn't it? The Damita, I don't think is country But it's the Jo that's country
