(Robert Smith) Fiction Songs represente par BMG Publishing France J'ai tellement attendu Ca m'a rendu malade Alors aujourd'hui dans mon lit Ce jour sans
Time: 3:27 Murry-Gage Music/Schilling Music/Welbeck Music Corp. ASCAP Carl Wilson/Myrna Smith Schilling/Robert White Johnson It's gettin' late I can'
in our hearts With love, till eternity King Elmore was born, So was Duke Ellington Jelly Roll made love Bessie Smith was created in heaven above Robert
Johnny's Theme (Paul Anka), Off We Go Into The Wild Blue Yonder (Crawford), O Mein Papa (Paul Burkhard), Over The Rainbow (Harburg/Arlen), Star-Spangled Banner (Smith
vois devant moi le diable en personne... robert johnson willie dixon john lee hooker muddy waters elmore james howlin' wolf screamin'jay hawkins sonny boy williamson bessie smith
love, gun love, She's a real gun lover, Gun love, gun love, gun love, She's a real gun lover tonight. She's so particular, she likes a Smith and Wesson
: I feel it welling up inside and Robert Smith lied Boys do cry and with blood tears in my eyes I'm an Anne Rice novel come to life I can't hide the
remain in our hearts With love, till eternity King Elmore was born, So was Duke Ellington Jelly Roll made love Bessie Smith was created in heaven above Robert
to Alick, Rick Young, Too-Shay, Ju Ju and OG Nitch Jon Jon and Robert Craig, Victor, Cook and Tyrone and em Miss Smith and Loney Smurf, Jimmy Blackman
A man, I'm gonna do some impersonations right A, the first one is a mixture between the lead singer of the B-52's And Robert Smith from the cure right
LIPSTICK UNDER HIS MUSTACHE HE'S GOT A ROLLERCOASTER HAIRCUT HE DYES IT JET BLACK WHEN HIS HAIR IS REALLY BROWN JUST LIKE HIS MUSTACHE HE WANTS TO BE ROBERT SMITH
Dandrige Jesse Jackson, Debbie Allen Woo! Gregory Hines Benjamin Zephaniah, Robert Pele Kofi Annan, Luther Vandross Tyler Perry, Wynton Marsalis Zadie Smith, Charles White Pele, Romare Bearden Robert
(Smith/Vincent) I ain't mad at you Don't you be mad at me I ain't mad at you So don't you be mad at me One and one is two Two and one is three I wanna
I feel it welling up inside and Robert Smith lied Boys do cry and with blood tears in my eyes I'm an Anne Rice novel come to life I can't hide the monster