You don't know how You don't know how good it can be In the cold In the cold light of day You don't know And you don't care You don't want no Together
Does it pay well, does it Does it pay, what does it pay? Every work hard day of the year Kept hidden away, what does it pay Everyday like this, heaven
We've just begun To see in a different way No summer sun Or common green to place On distant shore That's what I'm searching for And if you believe It
(oooh, baby) Tell me what it is, what it is with me Tell me what it is, that it is you see Have I gone blind, I'm loosing my mind And can it be, don'
It's everything Yes, it's everything It's everything you'll ever know It's everything you'll ever need It's everything you'll ever see It's everything
Nobody ever will take your place in my life Nobody ever could be so wrong And at the same time be so right Not everybody will understand how it feels
I can't remember, the places I've seen I've got me, holes in my pockets where money has been This ain't the first time and it won't be the last I've got
Hot coffee burns my mouth, I been staring in a dream The money would be good, I think but not as good as clean I would have more sense if I could sense
me vanishes First of all I was born under a bad sign Confined to torture, never saw what life had to offer Time slips away like pop singles on the radio Chino
I'd love to get you on a slow boat to China All by myself, alone Get you and keep you in my arms evermore Leave all your lovelies weeping on the far away
Les femmes c'est du chinois, Le comprenez vous moi pas. Celle-ci est une gamine, qui tient tellement a sa peau, Qu'elle baisse ses yeux encre de chine
i aint even in the mood hommey get from round me i got to much on my mind i dont need no company if you hit me on my phone well i'll prolly let it rang
fuck im a nut and i bang like a slut leave you bloody drippin wet handle like a gun times up now what eliminated coby dumb Mr. Chino whittier trece
I bow my knee before your throne I know my life is not my own I offer up this song of praise To bring you pleasure Lord I seek the giver not the gift
Comment c'est la Chine C'est plein de chinois Je les imagine serres comme des petits pois C'est pas ca Ginette ils sont pas serres Ils ont meme un sacre
Cuando el amor se muere es inutil tratar de revivirlo no sigamos intentandolo Chino y Nacho Richy Pena Cuando se muere el amor hay que dar despedida,
Esto es para ti, por todo el amor que aun sigo sintiendo y aunque ahora estes en el cielo Quiero que sepas que te amo chino y nacho los del romantiqueo
lo conoces pero no lo sabes, es tu mejor amigo aunque mal te pague. Asi es el amor, al parecer Asi es el amor. Es un mar profundo, es un gran desierto