laulettu Sanoma on sanottu ja sanoma on laulettu Sanoma on sanottu ja sanoma on parasta ennen 0898
Käännös: Gunnar Ennen. Rainbow.
Käännös: Vilkkumaa, Maija. Vhn Ennen.
Käännös: YUP. Mit Luoja Teki Ennen Kuin Loi Maailman?.
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Do you think about me? Do you think about me? Do you think about me? Do you think about me? You think about money when you think about me, huh That's
I sat outside my front window, this story's going somewhere He's well hung and I am hanging up There's a song on the radio that says "Let's get this party
Yeah, whoa I know this isn't what I wanted I never thought it'd come this far Just thinking back to where we started And how we lost all that we are
{Nick} Yeah {Taylor} We were both young, when I first saw you, I close my eyes and the flashback starts. I'm standing there on a balcony in summer
I know this isn't what I wanted I never thought it come this far Just thinking back to where we started And how we lost all that we are We were young
But there is one voice that has never been heard before, The voice of old Mr. World himself, The way he might sound if he could speak to us in our own
Went around the way for you Did all the things you asked me to I thought it was the perfect day To see just open love to say It doesn't mean a thing
Oh, oyy Yeah, yeah Baby, I know when we started out There were things you didn't know But, baby girl, we got a lotta things we need to discuss I know
It's not a question of love 'Cause our love has never changed But all the little things keep piling up And life keeps getting in the way [Chorus:] Don
Right now he's probably slow dancing With a bleached-blond tramp And she's probably getting frisky Right now, he's probably buying Her some fruity little
Once upon a time there was a story so unreal is hard to tell And no one seems to understand Once within my mind there was a name that I can't even start
Sparkling trees of silver foam Cast shadows soft in winter home Swaying branches breaking sound Lonely forests trembling ground Masquerading leaves of
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah When the strap out you know what that 'bout We do it my way 'cause a crime wave Whoa, wave, whoa, wave I wave the heat