if they can't fix me no one can S: Oh Harold no one can play him like you could. Is should a held back. To stop turning around, to hold on
you swore
watched distrustful to all those
And have some fun tonight
You borrowed from loan sharks and
espoused in misinterpreted form by the Nazis in their quest for
But when I'm here alone
to be proud has never been
With that pretty little baby in your hands
Who's been a bad, bad boy
Tell the story you know too well
The quickening, did a ?briss? at the crispening
Exodus - "Thrash Under Pressure"
It's a game try to catch me but only if you can
It be the light, so open up
ÔÇśCause out there in the deep blue sky ÔÇô
Although the skins are thin
No debe de fallarnos
after dis yall gonna be lookin for us
ke my hand, you're gonna be my man, you're gonna rise
Suppose our love goes round and round
Quick) how he made this music groove your very soul, soul
sit+Ą tylsyytt+Ą katselin silm+Ąt kii
and the soul afraid of dyin'
Italian girls, take me to heaven
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!"
Being with a man is never quite the same