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You Am I - Who Put The Devil In You | Текст Иностранной Песни
I got too much on my mind Yeah, so play that thing in a different style Caught on a hook and a line Yeah, thicken, use and drive me outta my mind So I'm down, so
You Am I - Trike | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'm gonna walk myself into town And ride on back. Guess it means you're quick and I'm clean My sparkling machine. It's only forty minutes by feet
You Am I - Someone Else's Home | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've checked all the dailies And subscription mail inns But where do we come from? You never stopped dusting My middle ear's always buzzing Where do we
You Am I - ...And Vandalism | Текст Иностранной Песни
I know this guy If I'm the mayonnaise, he's the cream Some sit and wait for the ride While others become the scene And he can see a Wednesday morning Like
You Am I - Heavy Comfort | Текст Иностранной Песни
Did you catch her in the window? Do I run or do I mend? Praying for heavy comfort To fill his pockets with his hands Men in chip shops, milk bars, postmen Used to
You Am I - Top Of The Morn' & Slip Of The Day | Текст Иностранной Песни
I shuffle 'round the earth like a ping pong To find something just to hang my hat on And somewhere just to let my pants get dry Heard a trucker on a pay phone gas
You Am I - Trainspottin' | Текст Иностранной Песни
You can haul my ass with a word from any line you took. from a laugh or any microphone you shook. You turned my head from a rock into a burning bush. With a chord, call, or Leon
You Am I - Doug Sahm | Текст Иностранной Песни
Give me a call When yer strung out or when you're bored Been so long and heavy But now you think I'm ready Lean on me, lean on me Give it a try, it won't
You Am I - Soldiers | Текст Иностранной Песни
Around the corner every morning just to see you get across. The civic fathers divide us up into cats and dogs. The seargent major of the neighbourhood is weighing up the cost.
You Am I - Guys, Girls, Guitars | Текст Иностранной Песни
There's a guy singing in the edge of the room Making sounds through a face like a prune He's got them fancy checkered pants And a chip in his tooth, oh no, yeah, yeah,
