Ohh, it's music to my ears Oh man, how can I describe the way I feel? Fuckin' great, man Okay, let me see, how could I begin? Locked in Mariah's wine
Stumbled across an old green box in my granddaddy's house Inside was a cross, some old dog tags, and a picture of when he was shipping out. So I showed
I read about a man who'd been Around the world and back again Built a space ship in his back yard And went to mars one afternoon When he got home late
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Oh, it's music to my ears Oh man, how can I describe, the way I feel Fuckin' great man Ok, let me see How could I begin [Verse 1:] Locked in mariahs
Превод: Цанадиан гајде. Аулд Ланг Сине.
Превод: Цанадиан гајде. Адресу Хаггис.
Превод: Еминем. Гајде Из Багдада.
Превод: Унесите Хаггис. Гајде На Марсу.
Превод: Олдфилд, Мајк. Гајде гитаре.
Превод: Русхлов. Гајде Цриин.
Lui, c'est un petit Breton Elle, c'etait une grande Bretonne Il portait une veste a boutons Elle une belle robe en cretonne Il allait la t'nant par la
: Oh, it's music to my ears Oh man, how can I describe, the way I feel Fuckin' great man Ok, let me see How could I begin [Verse 1:] Locked in mariahs
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Si la vida son tres dias, dos nublados que se olvidan y un tercero despejado, donde juegas tu partida. En el cruce de caminos, yo ya he decidido el mio
