man that really hurt So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Then he slammed me in the door Got me feeling pretty sore So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Now we
, So I might ask you To bunk with me tonight, Bunk with me tonight, oh, bunk with me tonight, I'm asking, will you bunk with
man that really hurt' So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Then he slammed me in the door Got me feeling pretty sore So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Now we
Übersetzung: Be Your Own PET. Bunk Trunk Skunk.
Übersetzung: Graham Coxon. Bottom Bunk.
Übersetzung: Hayden. Bunk Bed.
Übersetzung: Die Simpsons. Bunk With Me Tonight.
: *instrumental*
I am an independent mother fucker And I'm here to take your money I'm waking round and I'm here To steal away your virginity (x2) Give me everything
Jesus had some bunk weed and he sold it with a smile All seeds and sticks, it looked like leaves - a tiny little pile I said, "What the fuck, asshole
So now I?m love-drunk and I?m over the limit. And a DUI isn?t all I?ll get this Christmas. And the Jaws of Life couldn?t pinch me hard enough To wake
: Everywhere I go A thousand faces stare at me Eating from the palm a date from hand to mouth Break a leg! The shoes are on the bottom On your
hide And we shall hide together here Underneath the bunkers in the row I have water, I have rum Wait for dawn and dawn shall come Underneath the bunkers
breathe... I cannot be... When I feel... Like a fish out of the water... Like a beast, like a beast without its claw... In/Out - I am the Bunker King
Do you see this? These scabs I pick, they fall to the ground It's just an easy way out so I won't feel anything inside My heart won't be broken I won
white knuckled reeling. we try to slip past feeling. something's wrong. we haven't heard a word we've said. and if we did. it's lost to us now. we pass
Weightless words smiling faces weightless words Must eraste them profit driven depravation Piles of pigs they hide behind they will succeed Ashes they