She said, "I might, I think I can, alright I will." Tossed up was the digits cause the game is like splendor I said, "Sabrina yea, I met you way back in December
the Kon Artis [Chorus] Ay yo Competition of none's such Derelicts the one must Let the guns bust Brigade one trust Untouched Martyr a mic Slaughter your life Runnin avenue
: (Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger) The rain poured down the wind swept avenue On another dark wet December afternoon All my cherished
: It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York
: It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York,
(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger) The rain poured down the wind swept avenue On another dark wet December afternoon All my cherished memories
It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like
It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York,