it a little too well(?) I guess that I should have kissed her I won't deny it when she was leaning in I guess I should a lot of things, huh? But Maurine
disappear it a little too well(?) I guess that I should have kissed her I won't deny it when she was leaning in I guess I should a lot of things, huh? But Maurine
Ando como hormiguita por tu espalda ando por la quebrada dulce de la seda vengo de las alturas de tus nalgas hacia el oro que se derrama y se me enreda
Brick on your head From the top of the ceiling Urban sniper, urban killer Won't be finished Until you're dead Urban sniper, urban killer Brick out the
Find a piece of happiness, on a rainy day These higher are ablaze Could we ever stop the bid on earth Built it up inside nowhere left to hide Memories
amor y libertao Son lo prefiero Ay vengo del mauro del mauro del mauro Vengo vengo del mauro del mauro Vengo vengo del mauro del mauro Del mauro Y
Puedo ver tu sediento desierto ir por carreteras Y no ver el oasis a lo lejos Una vez me quisiste partir Arme el rompecabezas dije bien el trabalenguas
your brain? And you're thinking of drinking gasoline? As a matter of fact, honey, I know this act It's called the 'Tango Maureen' The 'Tango Maureen
I am a point in the sky A star in a constellation I am all you see I am Orion's eyes A towering giant's sight Me being of mammoth's size This comes as
Loving you is easy acapella You were a souped-up car in that rent-a-go-cart town And I miss you Maureen We're as thick as thieves Maureen, Maureen
and ran home to you Chorus: But you don't believe me I could tell by your smile Honey, why don't you leave me Get lost for awhile, maureen. Maureen, maureen
O'er the Moor and Among the Heather (Traditional, arranged by Dan Stacey and Kirk McLeod)
'mon Oh Maureen, I've been so bad I deserve everything, Maureen I need some of your sweet salvation I deserve everything Oh Maureen, Maureen, Maureen Oh Maureen
I wanna see straight into your eyes just for another second 'cause i need to talk to someone...noone I've never been so full of nothing never been so
[Music by Nordavind '91] Ahh, Dance through the cold shadows of Pan as tears fall from heaven... once I had hold the rarest rose, But, that is now forgotten
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[J. L. Campuzano-C. Cortés-A. de C.] Son ya las ocho. El ruido en mi calle es infernal perforan la acera por cuarta vez ó por quinta ya
Wakes you up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat You're thinkin' about somebody, you're tryin' to forget Maybe, it's a full moon day to cross your
