Things to do before the sunrise.
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You´re going to far for my taste. Dot Dot Dot it. And i privately on my blog went up doing the same.
Go far, do it with me.
Fly high, touch the sky. Fly on the storm´s winds ways. Find the Glacier.
Hey You
Hey you, what can I do Can't you stand by your man Like the other girls can
Hey you, what can I do Can't you stand by your man Like the other girls can
All the girls can
Show me how this happened so fast All you wanted and all you asked I gave it all, my everything That's what you wanted and don't complain Sure it's sad now, that's a fact Made a fool of me behind my back All the stories and all them lies Oh baby, you never compromised, yeah
Hey you, what can I do Can't you stand by your man Like the other girls can
Hey you, what can I do Can't you stand by your man Like the other girls can
All the girls can
Hey You
I don´t love you anymore
Went to see her just this morning To see how the child might be She sat there smokin' all my cigarette's At a table set for three I could have cried I could have cried when she said I don't love you any more I was sad and shown the door Ain't no room here anymore Please don't look to me for help All the pain is with yourself All the blame is with yourself So I went and seen my friend's I tried to turn to them for help And all that any of them said You gotta look out for yourself I could have cried I could have cried and she said I don't love you any more I was sad and shown the door Ain't no room here anymore Please don't look to me for help All the pain is with yourself All the blame is with yourself Oh, you're all I ever wanted All I ever needed Every time I see your face Reminds me baby, of what we had I get so lonely, ooh ya ya ya All our lives, I've been down Always seemed in badness I see my friend's every night But even God don't care any less, oh ya I could have cried I could have cried wen she said I don't love you any more I was sad and shown the door Ain't no room here anymore Please don't look to me for help All the pain is with yourself All the blame is with yourself
The Perfume´s Smell Spirt
Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes
MOM, IT´S TIME TO BUILD A HOME.
IT´S TIME TO BE A MOM.
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GOOD
GONÇALO
WHAT´S YOU NAME´
EVA
ARE YOU ASKING ME OUT´
GOOD GEVA GOOD
BEIJOS
HEAVEN CAN´T WAIT
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