: "She's a bimbo playing on the damn phone" I could really fuck you up, yeah Cause I'm a demon buttercup, heh heh You have to spit to see the shine
el embrujo de los ojos moros Te sueno rebelde y Gitana cubierta de flores Y beso tu boca de grana Jugosa manzana que me habla de amores Granada Manola
el embrujo de los ojos moros De sueno rebelde y gitana cubierta de flores Y beso tu boca de grana jugosa manzana Que me habla de amores Granada, Manola
: Granada, citta del sole e dei fior, il mio canto e l'ultimo addio d'un nostalgico cuor! Cantero la mia canzon gitana!... Cantero, e con le lagrime
"She's a bimbo playing on the damn phone" I could really fuck you up, yeah Cause I'm a demon buttercup, heh heh You have to spit to see the shine I
: I don't mind if you go I don't mind if you take it slow I don't mind if you say yes or no I don't mind at all I don't care if you live or die Couldn
The big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day by day The earth spins on its axis One man struggles while another relaxes There's a hole in my soul
song When the sprits they need a risin' To be happy, proud, and strong It time to sing, it's time to sing, to sing a powerful song
The President woke and he called the Pope The Pope climbed to heaven on a golden rope P.S. the Lord raised Michaelangelo from the dead So he can make
Oh inner city streets Where I sleep I watched her take this romance Home to me Oh I believe in something more I watched her heart Through bedroom doors
"Shadows are marching closer The maiden in tower is getting old Those years passed all of a sudden The winds that blow are so cold Autumn calls... Thy
I have traveled many moonless nights Cold and weary with a babe inside And I wonder what I've done Holy Father, You have come And chosen me now to carry
a new song He really came down here Himself and sang it for me In every key just for me He gave me a love song Yes it's the first real love song given
you please come dance While the song's still playing Won't be long till the silence falls It's not a song till it touches your heart It's not a song
I can't even sing out aloud But You've got me singing a love song Melody and rhyme, it moves me every time You've got me singing a love song And it
The last one that is out of this place Is the last one that i won't forget Now crawl from the gutter And see what you can make of this one Before you
Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house Everybody was stoned even the mouse Man from the courthouse and me from jail I just settled
It all looks beautiful to me It all looks beautiful to me It all looks beautiful to me It all looks beautiful to me The rusted cars, the battle scars
