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The Birthday Massacre - Promise me

We don't know what time we'll be there
But we won't show up till later
It will all look so much nicer
After all of us arrive

Promise me to pass the time
Dance with me on plastic tears
Kiss me We won't feel alone
Till morning when we disappear

Though we all want to be noticed
There's no need for competition
Cause there's just no way of knowing
Where the camera points tonight

Promise me to pass the time
Dance with me on plastic tears
Kiss me We won't feel alone
Till morning when we disappear

We don't listen to each other
Cause we're all too busy talking
We'll tell lies about each other
Cause the truth is ...

Cab Calloway - Six or seven times

St. Louis woman, she's never pleased,
She says there's one good man who'll soon be deceived,
If she can't hear from him each night at least
Six or seven times.

She says the other songs don't mean a thing,
There's only one that makes her heart go bing,
That's why she craves that little tune I sing
Six or seven times.
...

Master P - Stop playing wit me

HOOODY HOOOOO! Knuckle up nigga
When we catch y'all..
WE GON' BUST Y'ALL AND Y'ALL DICKS UP
ALL BITCH ASS NIGGAZ

Bitches STOP PLAYIN well y'all better stop playin wit me [repeat 6X]

[Master P over repeated line from 3X on]
Tear da club up nigga! [2X]
Whassup NOW?? HUH!
Tear da club up nigga! [2X]

Now y'all didn't know that I was a 3rd Ward psycho
I grew up kinda crazy drink a fifth my uncle bought
Ask Michael and at ten, I was a ...

Mobb Deep - Murda muzik

Brak tego tekstu w bazie danych. Przepraszamy! ...

Edyta Geppert - Mój pejzaż

Ni morza stalowego fale napastliwe
Ni Tatry, chmur drapacze wyższe, niż Manhattan
Ni białowieskiej puszczy dęby wiecznie żywe
Ani w wieże wawelskie wmurowane lata.

Ale rak, co go dotąd jeszcze nikt nie złapał
Ale kobiałka wczesnych, zakurzonych śliwek
I koza prowadzona gdzieś za rogi krzywe
I oset, który bosą piętę podrapał.

Ni trasy, autostrady, nowotel in Cracow
Ani stada dyskotek w stroboskopów strudze
Smokingowe night cluby wzbronione pętakom
Ni pachnące salony elektrycznych złudzeń.

Ale rynek miasteczka unurzany w nudzie
I dach z przegniłych gontów dobrze znany ptakom ...
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