sonrisas, cuarenta besos, Un billete de diez mil de diez mil quinientas noches de excesos de alcohol, risas y carmin. Y algo que me caliente los pies
viendo los Reyes Magos No le eches cuenta y se un cabron de toas formas ?van a traerte carbon! (?van a traerte carbon!) x 8 Semos los Reyes Magos
Translation: Tatiana. The Magi.
viendo los Reyes Magos No le eches cuenta y se un cabron de toas formas ?van a traerte carbon! (?van a traerte carbon!) x 8 Semos los Reyes Magos Melchor
Veinte sonrisas, cuarenta besos, Un billete de diez mil de diez mil quinientas noches de excesos de alcohol, risas y carmin. Y algo que me caliente los
estan viendo los Reyes Magos No le eches cuenta y se un cabron de toas formas ?van a traerte carbon! (?van a traerte carbon!) x 8 Semos los Reyes Magos
I sold your Rolex To buy that gold Versace dress I set free your whiny French poodle So you can get your beauty rest And I did it all for you I did it
(SheDaisy with Rascal Flatts) Shedaisy: I sold your Rolex To buy that gold Versace dress Rascal Flatts: I set free your whiny French poodle So you
Oh, the magi were the prophets And they wandered through the desert They saw the star above them And they knew they'd find their way Through the valley
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My heart is sad, my soul is weary Though Christmas day is fast appear I have no silver I have no gold To buy my wife a gift this year To see her sad
We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts, we traverse far Field and fountain Moor and mountain Following yonder star Oh, star of wonder, star of might
O Holy night The stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear savior's birth Now you all heard the story about Bethlehem How the child was
We three kings of Orient are bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain moor and mountain following yonder star Born a King on Bethlehem's plain
Moses was old, a chill in his bones Falling apart, he knew in his heart that his time had come As he lay in his tent in the hot desert sands He smiled
I remember Monday rising up to pack his lunch We kissed goodbye Saying what a foolish girl was I Saying, what a fool was she Near the store where I go
(Kristyn Osborn/Marcus Hummon) Shedaisy: I sold your Rolex To buy that gold Versace dress Rascal Flatts: I set free your whiny French poodle So you could