a very good sign, still, I cross my fingers, 'till you're mine, all mine! I cross my fingers, every time that you kiss me goodnight, I cross my fingers
you till I die It would hurt me to see you cry You're my every dream, my every scheme Don't ever say goodbye I've got my fingers crossed I pray our
Fordítás: Perry Como. Én Cross My Fingers.
Fordítás: Webb, Pierce. Hoztam a drukkolás.
's a one shot kill I'm so far ahead ya'll Can't touch my land spread 'Cause most of ya'll Is misled and underfied Hey, what can I say, I'm a little
, you jinglin' baby See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby Business mind of a Ross Perot But never lost my soul Crossed the line I bought pop across
I used to laugh it off I used to look the other way I used to save them troubles for another day I kept my fingers crossed I used to never take the blame
fingers through his hair I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong And I don't think it ever crossed his mind He tells a joke I fake a smile That I know
so country though, nigga, this ain't no Gomer Pyle I'm Sergent Slaughter, I keep my shit cooked to order In order to satisfy my people in Georgia and 'cross
own beef I'm too cool for lame dudes that ridicule I laugh while I'm doin' laps in the swimmin' pool I don't owe you niggas nothin' Call me two fingers
Remember the first time I told you, I love you It was raining hard and you never heard You sneezed and I had to say it over I said, "I love you I said
from now) (We'll be still puttin' it down, my baby) Baby girl in other words for ever more, I'll be here (I'll be here) 'Cause, my whole has been full
Sirens ring, the shots ring out A stranger cries, screams out loud I had my world strapped against my back I held my hands, never knew how to act And
picture of them With their faces on it, and it's my fault [Chorus:] Black roses As black as her hair white sheets As pale as her face She crossed her fingers
see I'm polishin, plus I'm cool, yea I'm a thug, yea I'm a fool, I love the game and I love the rules, if you cross the line then imma flex these twos
a soaker I got to run my tongue cross your chest Or I can rub on your clit and just play with your neck And let me slide my finger in that pussy just
I cross my fingers on a Monday morning I keep on smiling and I keep on singing So sure that I don't deserve it My throat aches and my ears are ringing
