duży lotek wyniki losowania Rather Unique
bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro
I ran over my neighbors
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro
Now its in all the papers
My folks bought me a bitchin' camaro with no insurance to match
So if I happen to run you down, please don't leave a scratch.
I ran over
Some Old Lady
Last night at the county fair
and I didn't get arrested
Because my dad's the mayor
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro
Donuts on your lawn
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro
tony orlando and dawn
When I drive past the kids, they all spit and cuss
'cause I've got a bitchin'
I ran over my neighbors
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro
Now its in all the papers
My folks bought me a bitchin' camaro with no insurance to match
So if I happen to run you down, please don't leave a scratch.
I ran over
Some Old Lady
Last night at the county fair
and I didn't get arrested
Because my dad's the mayor
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro
Donuts on your lawn
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro
tony orlando and dawn
When I drive past the kids, they all spit and cuss
'cause I've got a bitchin'
Standing with my sneakers soaking up a lake of gasoline
Standing with my bob dylan comic books
And a bag of boston baked beans
Standing hear I realize just now what you mean - hey douglas
I smell the future
I smell the future
I smell the future and itsmells like gasoline
Lying face down in the street they beat the shit out of him
His face was such a sight
Lying to us blatantly they handed down not guilty
I say that's not right
Lying on my mother's couch screaming at the television
Watching LA burn into the night
That night we smelled the futur
duży lotek wyniki losowania Rather Unique
Standing with my bob dylan comic books
And a bag of boston baked beans
Standing hear I realize just now what you mean - hey douglas
I smell the future
I smell the future
I smell the future and itsmells like gasoline
Lying face down in the street they beat the shit out of him
His face was such a sight
Lying to us blatantly they handed down not guilty
I say that's not right
Lying on my mother's couch screaming at the television
Watching LA burn into the night
That night we smelled the futur