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Hanna Et Si

, et si jamais et si un jour, et si j'etais do re mi fa sol la si et si on m'enlevais le si avec des si si si si si je pourrais mettre Paris en bouteille

Музыка - душа Два наушника под белой шапкой плотно прилегают к ушам В столице жар зима заменила, заживо похоронила в шашнях Во дворах, как положение стало

- А если бы он вернулся опять, Что ему я сказать бы могла? - Что я ждала, я хотела ждать, Пока не умерла. - А если б он заговорил со мной, Не узнав

Drop this Drop this Drop drop this this this this Drop this Drop this Drop drop this track He's a stereotype He's got the baseball cap And he's building

And he think I don't know He think I don't know And he think I don't know He think I don't know I don't know what gets me more 'Bout your two hour trips

Oh my life it's started again You can't know we're ever the same I feel it, I just can't get the scene to fit Save me, I wanna stick with the sights Shoot

[Corte Ellis] It's a shame it had to come to this I thought we was better than that Guess not I hope he cheats on you with a nasty ass striper Get the

So much was said, But so little to say When there's reasons for wrong And we turn to say They get the lies suffocating the truth Cause that's when your

She makes his coffee, she makes his bed She does the laundry, she keeps him fed When she was twenty-one she wore her mother's lace She said "forever"