You come creepin' in six in the mornin' Like ain't nobody supposed to know Say you been workin' but get in bed smellin' just like a fresh bar of soap
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resolve the wavelength tiredplane am i doing something wrong? it's not enough right the windows are the darklight mirror sentiments are jet sized when
One day in El Paso The cops go into the crowd Under a glaring bladder of light And the music is so loud And the tourists take their T-shirts off Bus
Certains courent apres la vie Moi la vie me cours apres Bien des gens font des folies Moi c'est folie de m'avoir fait Je me fais pas de bile Et n'occupe
Love infectious wind we breathe. Fills up the portal that lust leaves. He yawns. She yawns as well. She yawns because she's bored. He yawns because he
J'ai perdu mes lunettes Tout le monde trouve ca drole J'ai la bouche grande ouverte Je perds le controle J'ai un spasme musculaire Pas comme quand tu
You come creepin in six in the mornin Like ain't nobody supposed to know (know) Say you been workin But get in bed smellin just like a fresh bar of
One was a piper. One was a rat. They couldn't decipher how it came to that. And at the cockadoodle they crawled out of their beds. As if the rooster knew
Translation: ASG. Yawn.
Translation: Eddie Constantine. And Yawning, And Sleep.
Translation: Daargesin. The Yawn.
Translation: Fantasy. Bore Me (Yawn).
Translation: Fantasia Barrino. Bore Me (Yawn).
Translation: Manfred Mann. Waiter, There's A Yawn In My Ear.
Translation: Manfred Mann's Earth Band. Waiter, There's A Yawn In My Ear (Mann).
Translation: Tragically Hip. Yawning Or Snarling.
