Have you ever felt that nothing's ever going your way? Every good thing that you find is always running away Have you ever felt that nothing's ever going
Bless my soul, what's wrong with me? I'm itchin' like a man that's on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm acting and as wild as a bug I'm in love, I'm in
I've woken up on mornings such as this And thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now Every night for a year I've slept alone My cold damp room looks
The warden threw a party in the county jail The prison band was there and they began to wail The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing You should
OL' GEORGE STOPPED DRINKIN' TODAY WRITER O.B. McCLINTON Me and the bottle Have always been friends Oh we've had a few ol' nasty fights But the bottle
Give me your hand, give me your sign, Give me your hand, give me your time La ola hand in hand, la ola hand in hand Give me your hand, give me your sign
When the blue shirts run out in Argentina Our hearts will be beating like a drum And your nerves are so shattered you can't take it Automatically you
Koladi-Ola Koladi-Ola I'm gonna making You wanna shake me People sitting out of my mind Koladi-Ola I'm going down Every thing's around Everything
Tout le monde! Ola, belle assemblee qui a envie de bouger Pour se laisser aller au rythme de l?annee Allez allez allez, il faut en profiter C?est une
Hola...como estas? solo necesito oir tu voz un dia mas yo ya se que te da igual que sin mi no puedes estar ya no aguanto un dia mas perdoname.... tu eres
[Chorus] Muevete, muevete Ole, ole, ola Muevelo, muevete Ole, ole, ola Ven conmigo [Verse 1] Te esperare en la oscuridad, Traviesas, locuras reviviras
Me and the bottle Have always been friends Oh we've had a few ol' nasty fights But the bottle would always win And when I go to answer that final curtain
