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- On est toujours trop bon avec les femmes (4)
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Angeligna, Feb 6, 2013
Certo, poi ci sono anche Monsieur Hulot e Hrundi V. Bahkshi.
Vedi che ho fatto bene?
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Angeligna, Feb 6, 2013
Ti metto tra i vicini. Abbiamo in comune l'equivoco sul significato di 'Giro di vite', mi sembra abbastanza.
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Annalisa Panini, Jan 14, 2013
Je vous remercie, Monsieur
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Sura, Jan 14, 2013
E gnente, nel dubbio ho chiamato la medica e mi ha detto, intanto, di vicinizzarti per tenere sotto controllo la situazione. Io le ho obiettato che non abbiamo poi molti libri in comune, ma lei ha comandato e io eseguo. :)
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monsieur Hulot, Jan 5, 2013
urca @petra, non mi sento di esprimermi con così largo anticipo: da qui a dicembre magari escono altre duecentocinquanta sfumatre di grigio giallo blu e io faccio la figura di quello un po' fuori dal giro.
;)
On est toujours trop bon avec les femmes
city girls are all the same:
they play you like a pinball game.
oh, what a summer!
making love to make believecontinue)
their hearts are on not up their sleeves.
oh, what a summer! to lie under violet
or to guys that ask for your number.
oh, would you wonder why
if I paid a hundred dollars for the chance t ... (
city girls are all the same:
they play you like a pinball game.
oh, what a summer!
making love to make believe
their hearts are on not up their sleeves.
oh, what a summer! to lie under violet
or to guys that ask for your number.
oh, would you wonder why
if I paid a hundred dollars for the chance to see you cry
and a hundred more to see you cry again 'stead a singing
no
no body's warmer to the touch than hers but you'll never
know
know anything as cold as the heart of a city girl.
this imaginary friend
can't remember he's pretend.
oh what a summer! to lie under neon and glass
or to me as I ask for your number.
oh, would you wonder why
if I paid a hundred dollars for the chance to see you cry
and a hundred more to see ya cry again 'stead a singing
no
no body's warmer to the touch than hers but you'll never
know
know anything as cold as the heart of a city girl.
we took a hammer and chisel to the cornerstone
'cause the building had to come down
in a show more pretty than practical
for to satisfy the city girls around.
oh it was beautiful but it fell too soon
took a few good men and left these city guys
who
would pay a hundred dollars for the chance to see you cry
and a hundred more to see you cry again 'stead a singing
no
no body's warmer to the touch than hers but you'll never
know
know anything as cold as the heart of a city girl
(the punch brothers, hundred dollars)