Translation: Hunter. £osiem.
nazwie - WIAT?O? I MROK... Wielki T?UM ?ledzi ka?de s?owo... Ka?dy ma?y gest... ka?dy krok... Lecz nie wa?ne kto obejmie tron - Ty jeste? (?)OsieM dla
"This next story is a true story. It concerns two of my favorite subjects: industrial theft . . . and-a t-ts! Mmm, what a combo! This is the story
"This next story is a true story. it concerns two of my favorite subjects: industrial theft . . . and-a t-ts! mmm, what a combo! this is the story . . .
Eight easy steps Eight easy steps How to stay paralyzed by fear of abandonment How to defer to men in solvable predicaments How to control someone to
Ooh, I need your love, babe Guess you know it's true Hope you need my love, babe Just like I need you Hold me, love me Hold me, love me I ain't got nothing
First verse, better not curse Good night, sweet dreams, turn out the light The eight hour song starts over tonight Clock strikes twelve and my dreams
(Boom, bah, boom, boom, bah) (Boom, bah, boom, boom, bah) (Boom, bah, boom, boom, bah) (Boom, bah, boom, boom, bah) (Boom, bah, boom, boom, bah) (Boom
You know, you never change your ways And I don't mean the way you brush your hair You know, you never change your ways And I don't mean the clothes you
When I was a little boy I dreamed of playing with bigger toys I just knew what I just knew What else was I supposed to do? Scream, dream, scream, dream
I suspected for some time that you had other lovers But I didn't know that those men in your room Weren't really your brothers And I was working in the
I'm nervous and upset because this girl I've never met, I get to meet tonight at eight. I'm taking her to dinner at a charming old cafe, but who can eat
Come on I said, "Hey girl, what's your name? Haven't I seen you before? I recognize them dark green eyes When you walked through the door" "Are you
( Richard Speck ) Richard Speck stayed in Chicago. He took some pills and drank some alcohol. He tried to wreck nine nurses but one of them got away.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Eight beautiful notes I play eight notes they sound like this When I play them
In which direction are we going? How many runaways are we stowing? Over the black sea with your arms around me In whose honor have we gone missing? I