're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland. Gone away is the bluebird, In his place is a new bird He sings a love song, As we go along, Walking
In the drunken karaoke songs shouted Moses. Tubes, fins, masks Satisfactory affection, love tales And then for the departure of vodka and mussels And then the whole winter
my love shines A thousand miles we are apart So tightly wrapped in thorns my heart My song is heard in owls' cries And through the darkness my love
ahhh, the things I?m willing to do for her, I wish I could have a threesome with two of her, I would sing a love song if I knew the words, but I?ll
ground *So scared that love lived on the edge / Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge /
(Way) Oh my heart's yearning for Someone to call my own And I don't wanna sing Another sad love song again Oh I get so cold Summer feels like the winter (The winter
Knowing Like a song that's born to soar the sky Flowing Flowing 'til the waters all are dry Growing The loving in her eyes Circle songs and sands of
my shadow's jealous? My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come from
a winter wonderland Gone away is the blue bird Here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song as we go along Walkin' in a winter wonderland In the
feel seen. girl, your so vain, you probably think that this song is about you. don't you? don't you? if I could write you a song, and make you fall in love
] Oooohhh! [Andy] JUST LEAVE! [Mom] Okie doke [Jorma] GO! GO! [Andy] YOU SUCK, MOM! Yeah my one true love, my heart, my ma Show her respect in the form of this song
love for you is deep within, The deepest snows of winter, The greatest gift I ever had was you, you. Your sparkling crystal the world, This magic winter
Listen to different scriptions, they teach on God And if you ain't never met him, don't speak on God I'm serious about religion, just ain't no song
to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter Jackson
I know the tune. this is love, this is it. Heard it before And don't I know the score. And I've decided that spring is a bore. Love seems sure around
I know the tune. This is love, this is it. Heard it before and don't I know the score. And I've decided that spring is a bore. Love seems sure around