gave him power over me A thousand glass eyes were staring in a cellar full of antique dolls I found an old piano and sweet chords rose up in waxed New
pain A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you A tinkling piano
me happiness or pain A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you A tinkling piano
Alright, I'll take care of them part of the time But the, somebody else that needs takin' care of in Washington Who's that? "Rose Pilchitt" "Rose Pilchitt
I gave him power over me A thousand glass eyes were staring In a cellar full of antique dolls I found an old piano And sweet chords rose up in waxed
that bares a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you. A tinkling piano
wild (she wild, she wild) She's sorta wild (really wild, really wild) She's sorta wild (she wild, she wild) A crazy child (crazy child, crazy child)
My wild Irish Rose the sweetest flower that grows You may search everywhere but none can compare with my wild Irish Rose My wild Irish Rose the dearest
over and the dishes done It was then the best time came At an old upright piano that only grandma played. She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose
the bay, a family of seals sprawled on the kelp uncovered by the low tide. A blue heron honked overhead. All around the house the wild roses were blooming
? occhi a mezz?asta su il berretto in testa boops da paninaro piu? felpa da phunk abbestia classico divento scemo un?ora e mzza al trffico mi sparo kim wilde
SALVADOR I was born in Puerto Rico We came here when I was a child Before I reached the age of sixteen I was running with the gang and we were wild He
bay, a family of seals sprawled on the kelp uncovered by the low tide. A blue heron honked overhead. All around the house the wild roses were blooming
body I gave him power over me A thousand glass eyes were staring In a cellar full of antique dolls I found an old piano And sweet chords rose up in waxed