vet Kommer graten mitt i skratten Fem fingrar ska skydda dej Ett ar manen Ett ar solen Ett ar Polstjarnan bakom molnen Ett ar hopp och ett ar tro Handens fem
home with me With his long long hair and pouty lips Cute little butt and sexy hips The way he moves has me inspired He's the boy that I require Chorus fem fem, fem fem
Översättning: Fältskog, Agnetha. När Jag Var Fem.
Översättning: Fem 2 Fem. Väntar i Tanger.
Översättning: Ulf Lundell. Fem Timmar Till Landning.
Översättning: Pansy Division. Fem I en svart skinnjacka.
It's five o clock somewhere, somewhere There's dancing in the streets because somewhere, someone is having a dance-off somewhere, someone is celebrating
I need a kick drum, A guitar now, And a bass line, And imma show you how, How to rock How to dance How to get down, All i need is a piano in my
[Lil' Wayne] I got Young Money up, And now I got my feet up, Tune in this bitch tell my niggas throw them B's up Doing what the fuck I want, Hate me all
(Bill Bruford) ---Instrumental--- -----------------------------------------------------------
There's only five more days 'til Christmas You know that I can hardly wait We've got the lights up on the tree now And we're ready for the holiday The
Listen doctor I have pain that grows inside myself shelf me please I just can't ease the pain I need some drugs to help ah pollution fills my lungs
I never been down for the kiss and tell And I realize that you don't know me well I'm talkin' 'bout grown-up things Don't let the words get in the way
Soledad sobre ruinas, sangre en el trigo rojo y amarillo, manantial del veneno, escudo heridas, cinco siglos igual. Libertad sin galope, banderas rotas
I can't stand to fly I'm not that naive I'm just out to find The better part of me I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane I'm more than some pretty
It's august 6th, 1982. And uh, we were jammin' over at the house. My pants caught on fire. We were smokin' a lotta... whiskey, and uh, chicken. And uh
Today's, uh, august 4th, 1982. I'm really bored and there was some dead animals that we played with. There was a weed-wacker...we stole two of them. A
There's a dead hobo on the patio And an old barbed wire on the funeral fire Well, you roll out the carpet and it better be red And it better be long as
