broken hearted fools I know where you're coming from, I just got back from there Well, it's lonesome everywhere It's that thing about a woman ain't it
번역: 타이 영국. 어디 에나 로네섬의.
s a rule No hard luck stories 'bout no broken hearted fools I know where you're coming from I just got back from there Well it's lonesome everywhere It's
for me Nobody nobody Lonesome baby, lonesome all of the time Even on the beat, Johnny, Johnny on the beat Get low so, daddy, mama Sonny said, he's got
me When the end comes I know There were just the gigolos Right, 'cuz I'm without me I'm just a gigolo everywhere I go People know the part it's playing
There?s no bad luck, its Just the luck you found You steal away Into a lonesome sun Another day Is lowered in the ground I feel my heartbeat It?s
that I used to take you to Cos everywhere the faces there they all look just like you Until your heart comes back where it belongs I can't play the songs Everywhere
kiss it three times and then I doze off haha cause I'm the best whoever did it and shes the best cause she wid me she think I ain't gone hit it but I
has up and split the chair next to you's free. And I hope that you don't fall in love with me. Now it's closing time, the music's fading out. Last
Christine Lavin "Blind Dating Fun" I broke up with my baby. Though it was the right thing to do, It has left me languishing so lonesome and so blue.
never made a star. No, it's the people who read people magazine, It's the soap opera lovers, it's the home-town bowling team, It's everybody everywhere who's
toys that's scattered everywhere And when her man comes to call He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen 'Cause when she's by his side it's such
the right A left and everywhere But all I could see was a cactus tree And a prairie dog playing there I watched the prairie dog feed on the tumbleweed That's
never dwell upon it. Just embrace what's everywhere. People busking in the subway. Mc's freestyle in the park. Heard a kid from martha's vineyard, Made
And it's all inside your head. Pictures painted perfect, black and red. It's a theme worth fighting for. And all the lines now have been drawn. Arousing
dry of dogs It's only me and Bill Bill The ole fat boy and his hog Those rich kids all had puppies But I never had no dog It was always me and bill
it was But it joined up with the rest of them and grows It's such a little song it don't compare With all your big ones you hear everywhere But when it
will be fools, and where's he gone to? The road gets rougher It's lonelier and tougher With hope, you burn up Tomorrow, he may turn up There's just
