The Song
Barry Tolbert, Lookout Lane
He was white knuckling a diamond ring
And fumbling for the dome light
Sherry Lynn knows something's up
'Cause Berry ain't ever been stuck
For words like he is tonight
Since they pulled over, her hearts been beatin' faster
Without that song, who knows, he might have never asked her
Simple words put into lines
Just a melody and rhyme
But at that moment seemed so strong
How can a piece of poetry
Knock a grown man to his knees
And lead him by the heart to where he belongs
Then it came on
The song
Larry Pearson had a crutch
One more was never enough
He'd say "I can quit anytime"
The whole town knew his name
They'd all say what a shame
He's wastin' away his life
A strangers quarter dropped into that corner jukebox
It's been almost two years and guess what made him stop
Simple words put into lines
Just a melody and rhyme
But at that moment seemed so strong
How can a piece of poetry
Knock a grown man to his knees
And lead him by the heart to where he belongs
Then it came on
The song
Simple words put into lines
Just a melody and rhyme
But at that moment seemed so strong
How can a piece of poetry
Knock a grown man to his knees
And lead him by the heart to where he belongs
Like the song
Its more than just a song
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Desperately
Every night it's the same I hear you callin' my name You're lyin' next to me I give into your charms You disappear in my arms I realize it's just a dream, but [Chorus:] Desperately, I long
Сердце
Сердце мое, не пой Не бери фальшивый тон Первая пуля только для тебя Сказке не сбыться той Что придумал я о том Как не бывает, это бывает так Белая простынь станет крылом Сердце кривым рулем Это так просто
Same Old Thing
It don't matter where you've been The people try to do you in Every day till dawn There's some thievin' goin' on Oh, oh no Hurt me so Just the same old thing Just the same old
Humenology
Music by Konstantin Meladze Original Russian lyrics by Konstantin Meladze English lyrics by Yuriy Kaminskiy VIP AND CELEBRITY EXISTENCE, KEEPING THESE FASHION VICTIMS AT A DISTANCE, GLOBAL WORLD ADORATION, SEXUAL ADMIRATION, HUNGRY EYES AND MY BODY
Ярмарка Невест
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