Days, you always want to tell me lies You try to sell me to the stars at night You think I'm too uptight Love, you call me on the phone, alone You wish
Übersetzung: The Bronx. Bekanntmachung über die Zwangsräumung.
Days. You always want to tell me lies. You try to sell me to the stars at night. You think I'm too uptight. Love. You call me on the phone alone. You
