Parece ser que no se sabe muy bien donde nacio el genoves Lo del huevo se invento despues Salir, salio de la tierra de Moguer Tenia como mision Atajar
: Parece ser que no se sabe muy bien donde nacio el genoves Lo del huevo se invento despues Salir, salio de la tierra de Moguer Tenia como mision Atajar
: There's a road outside Columbus, Ohio. Feels like I drove along for years. this Midwest way of ease it surrounds us. I can't deny the rhythm here.
: There's no heart in the men who run these mountain bars All love extinguished by location and cold fronts Dogs in the parking lot surround the car
Sexual attraction, its all in the eye Like oil on water, aint no reason why Somebody rejects you, don't you feel like you could die Oh spare me don't
(Tom Waits) Hang on St. Christopher Through the smoke and the oil Pumpin' iron around the scene Let the radiator boil Got no back down shift And
Once upon a time, I got this idea That the world was round like me So I asked the Queen for three fine ships To sail across the sea So I asked the Queen
The Captain's drowning And I don't swim to well Despite my attitude The Devil died here We buried her at sea Drinking wild until sunrise Sprinkles salt
When I was young I spoke like a child, and I saw with a child's eyes And an open door was to a girl like the stars are to the sky It's funny how the
Once in your life you'll find her Someone who turns your heart around And next things you do You're closin' down the town Wake up and she's still with
I was young I spoke like a child I saw with a childs eyes And an open door was to a girl Like the stars are to the sky It's funny how the world lives
Hang on st. christopher through the smoke and the oil Buckle down the rumble seat let the radiator boil got an overhead downshift and a two dollar grill
leave your trophies and your golden wings there by the door of my room I don't need to know where you've been or where we're going to uou don't need to
There's a road outside of Columbus, Ohio. Feels like I drove along for year. This Midwest way of ease it surrounds us. I cannot deny the rhythm here.
Mister Christopher Columbus Sailed the sea without a compass When his men began a rumpus Up spoke, Christopher Columbus There is land somewhere Until
