language and origin. I need ten letters to form a word That keeps me alive, That lets me survive. One fucking word. Ten letters ? bond of trust. Ten letters
dinner I thought of my Kermit Not wanting to believe this was it I can't remember if I cried When I heard the legend died But something touched me deep inside
(15:49) Okay. We're 10-8. And the number is 180 and the letter is G. There is no other possibility. And all you slimy fruitcakes in San Francisco
to eight I heard a squeek on the staircase Got the gat from under the pillow case Somebody broke in, now me and boo fully awoken Good thing I slept inside
way down (Yours hangin from one leg) Girl you know what happened next [Verse 1:] Remembering all the love and things we shared These feelings that we bare deep down inside is something
