my angel Heaven knows, Mia Rose There's a secret in your soul, Mia How I love to watch it grow, Mia Like a flower you unfold, Mia Beautiful Mia, beautiful Mia Rose
Translation: Peter Frampton. Mia Rose.
Translation: Return to Me soundtrack. Peter De Rose - Good Evening.
Translation: Return to Me soundtrack. Good Night [Peter De Rose].
Translation: Return to Me soundtrack. Peter De Rose --- Good Evening.
(Carole Bayer Sager/Peter Allen) I'd rather leave while I'm in love While I still believe The meaning of the word I'll keep my dreams and just pretend
I see buds that are green, red roses too I see the blunts, for me and you And I say to myself, what a wonderful world It's the illest little story for
stupid pa We celebrities with guns, shooting stars Yeah remove ya bras, a few of ours in through-in cars Spray 21, Blackjack, I knew ya cards Kid roll, Peter
in the garden, did they know? Did they know He was the Son of God, did they know that He was a Lord? Did they hear when he told to Peter, "Peter, put
soften, the war is over The air raid shelters are blooming clover Flapping umbrellas fill the lanes My London Bridge in rain again Oh England My Lionheart Peter
searching I followed the sounds to a cathedral Imagine my surprise to find that They were produce by Brian Eno Past the gates, quite stark The roses
your tyres are wide and your t-shirt's black Your very first date was at the speedway track It's time to face the fact you're a rev head If you love Peter
to talk about [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Be-best Rapper C.E.O. Fine as wine flow Pinot Grigio Niggas cant fuck with me Leave the bitches, need the hoes Life is a motherfucker gamble, Peter Rose
Chorus] [Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] Be-best rapper C.E.O. Fine as wine flow Pinot Grigio Niggas can't fuck with me Need the bitches, need the hoes Life is a motherfucking gamble, Peter Rose
people say they wanna bring back the 70's I say hey give the bad music of today a chance Punk came round, that was pretty scary It was like a contemporary Peter
Power by Peter, Paul & Mary performed by Crosby & Nash from the Bread & Roses Festival Just give me the warm power of the sun Give me the steady flow
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat. One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie, A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the stars rose
yellow moon and the fathers of our sons Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run Tramplin' down the prairie rose, leaving
