to go But goodbye Love was sweet I was kind Never mean So I'll cry just a little cause I love you so And I'll die just a little cause I have to go Away
Übersetzung: Beau Brummels. Just A Little.
wires of your secrets Papillon qui espere Juste un peu de lumiere Pour secher ses couleurs Au feu de vos desirs Butterfly hoping For just a little light
me donnes le torride comme jamais Puis a l'aube, sans un mot tu disparais Je veux tout savoir de ta vie A quoi tu reves et a qui La cafeine m'aide a tenir
big deal No I ain't gettin' A little on the side But I feel like a prisoner With both hands tied You say you found a number On a matchbook in my coat
beau. I have gambled and lost. I've been cussed by my boss. Some city gal just took me for a ride. Hope some day I'll get back to my little old country
to pick a career Guess they plan on sucking dicks until some millions appear Like voila, you do it right, he just might buy you a car Unless you play these suckers just
-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m Lord, Lordy, Lordy Standing here on my own side Waitin' Fo' the floor Your world's movin' fast But still ends up a bore Come on give me a little
I walk along the main street Anywhere I don't care I always find a main street just another plain street Broadway Take a little time out to play Where
my baby's latest beau I have gambled and lost, I've been cussed by my boss Some city gal just took me for a ride Hope some day, I'll get back to my little
Abacrombe, Alexander, Adam, Alan, Atkinson, Beau Repair and Banister, Bartholomew and Benjamin Camillery, Carringbush, Christopher and Cameron Davidson
Unpack my bags, put on some tunes But all it did was make me think of you Now I'm a wreck, I miss my beau Being away from you is just not cool I love
nothing ina hood so small But then it came Sunday, Beau ain't hafta work Just humped on Sally, Pam's in church Derrick bust in, Beau just froze White
the wires of your secrets Papillon qui espere Juste un peu de lumiere Pour secher ses couleurs Au feu de vos desirs Butterfly hoping For just a little
have a lot more fun than we. Their party clothes were calicoes and homemade corduroys, and a big event was called a husking bee. A banjo, and a fiddle
It's a very windy day Just a week ahead of May And a tiny little ocean wave Emerges from the fray It's a little overcast So she's moving very fast 'Cause
a bank? I'd rather die I loved to draw when I was a little girl It helped me see the world as I wanted it to be Sometimes, I walk home through a network
