Schwab's is a Sunset Boulevard institution, a combination of soda-fountain, news-stand, tobacconist's and diner; it's crowded with movie people of one
(Plain White T?s) Hey there Delilah What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away But girl, tonight you look so pretty Yes you do Times
Эта история про девочку которая любила сосать фруктовый лед... Первый стих : 40 градусов в тени, 40 градусов в стакане, На меня так не смотри, Я пока
Translation: Children's Songs. On De Schwabian Eisebahne.
She was sexy, almost evil, she was a devil in disguise she ripped me off - I had to pay the price Versace was her prayer and Prada was her creed She
I got a sign from the god of rock'n?roll I hear his voice when I'm caught down in a hole My blood is screaming, it's drumming through my veins Only my
Excitement overdose. Panic coast to coast We bring a wave of madness We bring a wave of row Let your head explode Hey out there ? you better be aware
Your tears are runnin' - runnin' down like a waterfall I?m sittin? here but ? I don?t know what you want at all What did I tell you ? tell me what have
Rock On! Take Off! Hey, buddy! Shout to the top! Come?on the stage, keep rollin?! We?ll never stop ? you?re dynamite You?re thunderbolt ? you?re rollin
I wanna burn - In any case I live a dream of a rockin race I'll never stop - How fast the game will go I have to burn - bright like a star I?ll always
You can?t choose ? what you want In a maze ? where someone ? Else has made the rules Like a beast ? In a cage ? You freak out In sheer rage ? Life?s
Were running wild ? While we?re waiting on the line We live to ride - Yeah, we'll fight against time All eyes on me ? See me speeding like a gun Fast
Hey, wake up! I break up When you throw sticky eyes to me Hey fat neck! Please get back To your hole, I don?t wanna see All these love bombs you drop
You stand at the fry pan as every day All you?ve been dreaming ? it faded away They took you all but they can?t take your pride We will break out in
I wanna take you on a ride Walk on a tightrope through the night Not just a dream, it?s real oh yeah! We walk ahead high in the air ? Walk over there
Hey you motherfucker You rotten hiphop sucker You call yourself a rapper I call you wannabe You talk 'bout pimps and bitches You're having me in stitches
: Rock On! Take Off! Hey, buddy! Shout to the top! Come?on the stage, keep rollin?! We?ll never stop ? you?re dynamite You?re thunderbolt ? you?re rollin
