Fordítás: Sugar Ray. Best Friend.
Fordítás: Sugar Ray. Kis Szent Nick (Best Of Kevin \u0026amp; Bean).
Summer, Summer, Summer want an endless summer every monday it's all over town it's not complicated how I get around slipt under the boardwalk we woke
(by Cyndi Lauper) Lying in my bed I hear the clock tickin and think of you caught up in circles confusion is nothing new flashback warm nights almost
We're on this rollercoaster ride Hold on, I'll stay here by your side We head up to the sky then we slide back down Upside down try to figure out
Now this is somethin' from back in the day I'll always remember Run DMC And all the good times That we had on the beach Stealing sips from a paper
heart open and you ripped it out Something's got me reeling Stopped me from believing Turn me around again Said that we can do it You know I wanna do it again (Sugar Ray
When it's over That's the time I fall in love again And when it's over That's the time you're in my heart again And it never ends All the things
I woke up late again this morning It's Just another morning lyin there for me In your mind your always runnin Keep on runnin, run away from me I
I am you will recover when you discover baby there is no other when you recover baby and when the mood is right you'll get it every night go on and
She falls apart by herself No ones there to talk or understand Feels sustained, dries here eyes Finds herself, opens the door inside People see right
Someday When my life has passed me by I'll lay around and wonder why you were always there for me One way In the eyes of a passerby I'll look around
Well it don't take much for me to do my thing all I need is a mic and a ring magazine big beats 'a pumpin while the guitar blasts make the punk mother
to drinkin' mean machine {x2} brakes are good, tires- fair every now and then I drive just to get away eatin' up two lanes I gotta find Sugar Ray
(feat. Super Cat) All around the world statues crumble for me who knows how long I've loved you everywhere I go people stop and they see twenty-five
(by Joe Jackson) Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold Look over there (where
to weigh your options Smarts, get smart with your smartness Too busy surviving to argue about Darwin, darling See me, huh, a pretty dancer Me, Sugar Ray
Lugor So who's next to get Scooped up by this roughneck from Cuba? We do maneuvers like Super Dave Always with a group of babes Sayin', "Mami's out" Like Sugar Ray
