road, but she's mine Well she's mine little and low poor child crippled and blind She's my baby crippled and blind She's still my girl, she's mine
Fordítás: Grateful Dead. Ő az enyém.
the road, but she's mine Well she's mine little and low poor child crippled and blind She's my baby crippled and blind She's still my girl, she's mine
she wiped the calf's blood from her lips. * "Proud to be British" said Margaret Thatcher As she wiped the Falkland's blood from her hands. * The ruling
Hart] Yeah, okay. Thanks... for nothing. [Mama Morton] She's not that nice, ain't she? I tell you, no matter how big she gives, she's still as common
man's life he was chiselin' Yeah, a good man's life he was chiselin' Reflecting on the Viet-Cong Uncle John's Band and a Dylan song Smellin' like it's
chance that she gets For home plate tickets to see the Mets Like everybody, she's in over her head Dreads Feds, Grateful Dead, and doesn't take meds She's
chance that she gets for home plate tickets to see the Mets. Like everybody, she's in over her head, Dreads Feds, Grateful Dead, and doesn't take meds. She's
Marie Antoinette As she wiped the calf's blood from her lips. * "Proud to be British" said Margaret Thatcher As she wiped the Falkland's blood from
That's why I carry two .9's and a 25 To sell twenties, that will get you dummy high I bagged in the 125 on 25's It's the 20's on the 5, my coochie rate
s life he was chiselin'. Yeah, a good man's life he was chiselin'. Reflecting on the Viet-Cong, Uncle John's Band and a Dylan song, Smellin' like it's
25 That's why I carry two .9's and a 25 To sell twenties, that will get you dummy high I bagged in the 125 on 25's It's the 20's on the 5, my coochie
said Marie Antoinette As she wiped the calf's blood from her lips. * "Proud to be British" said Margaret Thatcher As she wiped the Falkland's blood from
