one they march in time In the wings I stand and watch these foolish things go by Just preparing for the play, aloof she moves The confidante, with practiced step The merry
Marc Jacobs chain, Prada shades, what's his name? He's my, he's my, he's my, he's my latest accessory He's my latest accessory He's my latest accessory Get on the merry
milk are still in place Next to unopened Christmas card The neighbors point and laugh At the plastic Rudolph in the yard It doesn't matter if it's March
a chance to break It?s so bad it?s got to be good Mysterious girl misunderstood Dressed like a wedding cake Any other day and I might play A funeral march
Oh Polly, love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun And we must go a-marching at the beating of the drum Go dress yourself all in your best and come along
I am looking for Is a bicycle made far one Hundred people to sit on Plus a carriage made for two people Came to see me yesterday In the merry month of marching
la joie Partout sur tous les toits Noel Que du bonheur {x2} I wish you a merry Christmas La la la la la We wish you a merry Christmas La la la la la
beats the time introducing the fair troubles are pretty white doves fished from top-hat dancers and buskers repeat your own scene you're on a merry-go
chicken soup with rice December In December I will be A baubled, bangled Christmas tree With soup bowls draped all over me Merry once, merry twice Merry
The years they passed like a flowing stream in a highland vale shrouded in green. The Fianna marched with Fionn at their helm, though older and wiser
they march in time In the wings I stand and watch these foolish things go by Just preparing for the play aloof she moves The confidante, with practiced step The merry
should ever be Should ever be should ever be should ever I danced imprisoned in your drumbeat Your tune of spring had me whirling like a mad march Merry
Translation: Merrymen. When The Saints Go Marching In.
: (M. Torme / R. Wells) Le feu danse dans la cheminee Dehors on tremble de froid Nuit de Noel Le sapin parfume Partout tu fais naitre la joie Et au
chance to break It?s so bad it?s got to be good Mysterious girl misunderstood Dressed like a wedding cake Any other day and I might play A funeral march