tool we could use And the very close quarters are hard to get used to Love weighs the hull down with its weight But the wood is tired and the wood is
: Gar mot et sted der inne Hvor ingen andre folger Gar helt alene mot det Som ingen andre moter Morket faller pa i skogen Og blodet av den falne Renner
in the bath. Then when I awoke, I was alone. This bird had flown. So, I lit a fire. Isn't it good, Norwegian wood? Isn't it good, Norwegian wood?
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they really know how to party Little men from underground Who have never seen the sun But the really know how to party [Chorus:] The rise their wooden
walk on this side of the yard, (?) And respect me for takin it to em So expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods Yeah, like that,
think I better knock, knock, knock, knock, knock on wood I think I better knock, knock, knock on wood I think I better knock, knock, knock, knock on wood
is only what you read I don't expect you to understand-I never thought you could. With a heart of stone and a brain made out of wood you never ask a question
: Ein grosser alter Baum Steht vor meinem Fenster Ich kenne ihn gut Er ist mein Freund Ich hab schon oft mit ihm getraumt Im Traum Begegnet mir der
would surely Surely lose alot 'Cause your love Is better Than any love I know CHORUS: It's like thunder Lightning The way you love me is frightening I better knock, on wood
sufferings lie in momentary pain While the weight of an endless glory still remains... to me Dead man walking down the hall To meet a mess of wood and
: A little boy me went fishing in a wooden boat Sitting there for hours in the cold Patience is a virtue til we die Then a ripple in the water caught
: I'm so scared of this cross I have to bare. My hands are frozen, I play the night like solitaire. Now I am restless, you bleed from my sadness. Now
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I'm afraid we're Hansel-ed, I'm afraid we're Cancel and Grettel-ed I'm afraid we don't have the mettel to make it in these woods. The Empire State made
queen living in the Blood Woods. I simply couldn't resist her beautiful pleading eyes, so we promised Axandria to accompany her, travelling to the Blood Woods
out. Your mouth is closed you don't scream and shout. Communication is not in sight. You want to settle this with a nice fight. I'm working on wood is