on around him everywhere He's playing Solitaire Shane: A little hope goes up in smoke Just how it goes, goes without saying Mark: And Solitaire's the
Translation: Westlife. Solitaire.
Ich bin aus der Not heraus geboren Meine Unschuld hab' ich fruh verloren Meine Mutter, schwer Bambule Rock'n'roll is' was fur Schwule Rosarotes Plastikneglige
Translation: Westlife. On 'Ner lonely island.
