I took my troubles down to Madame RuthYou know that gypsy with the gold-capped toothShe's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and VineSellin' little bottles
Udite Udite gente il mondo e tanto triste, la donna piange, il maschio insiste, il celo e in coma, danza cresce ma non vi preoccupate gente, un esploratore
Перевод: The Beatles. Любовный напиток № 9.
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Перевод: Нейлоновые чулки. Любовный напиток № 9 \\ похожий на привидение.
Перевод: Искатели. Любовный напиток № 9.
Перевод: Vazelina Bilopphøggers. Рольф Полсен Nr.9 (Любовный напиток № 9).
: I took my troubles down to Madame Rue You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine Sellin' little
I keep Watching over the wall 'Cause I wait The great escape I keep Running down all alone Faraway To get the spell Give me love potion Emotion Tonight
I took my troubles down to Madame Rue You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine Sellin' little bottles
: Udite Udite gente il mondo e tanto triste, la donna piange, il maschio insiste, il celo e in coma, danza cresce ma non vi preoccupate gente, un esploratore
