duży lotek wyniki losowania Hell 4 A Hustler
young man i think i know you
your face reminds me of a place
i went to as a young boy
it feels like yesterday
you're married now with children
and lines have started on your face
it must be all the worry
of joining the rat-race
isn't it strange how people change?
i never liked you anyway
your wifes of pale complexion
packed a case the other day
as yet she hasn't told you
she'll soon be far away
at school you were a captain
a faded memory
it must be all the worry
so now you just complain
isn't it strange how peo
your face reminds me of a place
i went to as a young boy
it feels like yesterday
you're married now with children
and lines have started on your face
it must be all the worry
of joining the rat-race
isn't it strange how people change?
i never liked you anyway
your wifes of pale complexion
packed a case the other day
as yet she hasn't told you
she'll soon be far away
at school you were a captain
a faded memory
it must be all the worry
so now you just complain
isn't it strange how peo
(Craig Wiseman/Mike Dekle)
Tommy and Janey barely eighteen
Holdin' hands at the jewelry store
Eyes open wide starin' inside
At the ring that they wanted for her
Mister bring it closer mister can we hold it
I think it's gonna fit just fine
As he slipped it on her hand Janey kissed her man
Don't love make a diamond shine
Don't love make a diamond shine
It don't matter if it costs a dime
Dang thing looks like a million bucks
Sittin' on the hand of a girl in love
A perfect fifteen carat is duller than dirt if the heart don't wear it
With three lit
duży lotek wyniki losowania Hell 4 A Hustler
Tommy and Janey barely eighteen
Holdin' hands at the jewelry store
Eyes open wide starin' inside
At the ring that they wanted for her
Mister bring it closer mister can we hold it
I think it's gonna fit just fine
As he slipped it on her hand Janey kissed her man
Don't love make a diamond shine
Don't love make a diamond shine
It don't matter if it costs a dime
Dang thing looks like a million bucks
Sittin' on the hand of a girl in love
A perfect fifteen carat is duller than dirt if the heart don't wear it
With three lit