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FABRI da beckenbauer al bayern da eightower a goldenmayer a steven tyler da mcgyver al menu del mcdriver d altra spalla dalla spider a lowrider,,the lowrider
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Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
An inmates lullaby
Lying down here in the afternoon
In my pretty cosy little cushioned room
I can talk to all my funny friends in here
I was told to rest why ... I am not quite clear
Eating flowers growing in the garden where there are tasty
tulips and I don t care
If I wet my trousers...
In my pretty cosy little cushioned room
I can talk to all my funny friends in here
I was told to rest why ... I am not quite clear
Eating flowers growing in the garden where there are tasty
tulips and I don t care
If I wet my trousers...
Feeling you feeling me (interlude)
(instruments)
Have A Long conversations on the phone
Can t get you out my mind
Baby are you feelin me feelin you?
Everything you say, and everything you do
Gets me lost in ya days at a time
Tell me are you feelin me...
Have A Long conversations on the phone
Can t get you out my mind
Baby are you feelin me feelin you?
Everything you say, and everything you do
Gets me lost in ya days at a time
Tell me are you feelin me...
Dizzy
You re just another pretty face
in a room full of whores
no you don t mean much
used to be so naive
catatonic now you seem to be
so much better than before
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb
dumb dumb dizzy...
in a room full of whores
no you don t mean much
used to be so naive
catatonic now you seem to be
so much better than before
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb
dumb dumb dizzy...
I get lost sometimes
Sometimes I roam the night, I come home in the morning light
I guess sometimes I get carried away
You know me really good, I don t do what you think I should
But somehow you know it s gonna be okay
I get lost...
I guess sometimes I get carried away
You know me really good, I don t do what you think I should
But somehow you know it s gonna be okay
I get lost...
Not enough love
[Chorus]
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
Cause there is not enough love to go round
Now when you climb [fade]
And when you lock [fade]
Just think of those
out in the cold and dark
Cause there is not...
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
Cause there is not enough love to go round
Now when you climb [fade]
And when you lock [fade]
Just think of those
out in the cold and dark
Cause there is not...