One two three four When you've got a clean smile You can walk with style He can be naked with no brain In your pussy I'm cumming And I love you and always
My smile is a rifle Won't you give it a try? So we like the way we dance baby When notes come to you I know i love you You're all i see My smile is
Drive up and down thru water Live where poor Big dreams nice Sighing babys go to work My name's rooted look Thru the back of the room Play him a tune
Your pussys glued to a building on fire I paint my mind just cuz I'm alive If you see me roaming the hillside Won't you come along? You paint your eyes
When will I see you Again, again, again
Drinkin' again Thinking of when you loved me Having a few And wishing that you were here Making the rounds Buying a round for total strangers Just being
Shame is soft and safe Lose when I play your game Come if you call my name Lose when I play your game You got an attitude You, you've got a way All
In our days, we will live Like our ghosts will live Pitching glass at the cornfield crows and folding clothes Like stubborn boys across the road We'll
(h.purcell) This is a piece, for a soprano voice, from dido and aeneas, an opera composed by henry purcell in 1681. jeff performed it live in his exhibition
You walk on by as if I were just a shadow And it?s hard for me to say so But I know you must go You need some time up on the road that you are taking
You came into my life and then you turned it upside down 'Cause I don't want to go to work, don't want to leave the house And all I want is to hold you
Musik und Text: Jean Frankfurter Wir flogen wie zwei Vogel durch die Nacht Uberall Musik und Wein Wir wollten nicht alleine sein An mehr hab? ich im
Text: Kristina Bach du kommst spat und kusst mich fluchtig bin verletzt und eifersuchtig doch du sagst, dass ihr blo? freunde seid tranen sind in meinen
Musik: Jean Frankfurter . Text: Kristina Bach Verlag: FrankyBoy - Edition Katrin du fuhlst dich frei und hast angst, dich festzulegen, die vernunft .
MUSIK: JEAN FRANKFURTER TEXT: KRISTINA BACH VERLAG: FRANKYBOY - EDITION KATRIN Ich muss hier raus und einfach weg / Hab mich zu lang versteckt / War
Ein einsamer Sonntag so ganz ohne dich Ich wei?, ich muss das versteh?n Der Sonntag, der gehort immer noch ihr Sag wie soll das weitergeh?n Das Spiel
Du ich weiss, du wirst mir fehlen Eine Welt wird untergeh?n Ich werd meinen Weg alleine gehen Engel gehn durchs Feuer Fur Einen, der sie liebt Und wer