Lyrics:
jeg ser på stjernen på
En himmel som er grå
Så får du meg til å lure på
Om det er det samme de så
Det er jo alltid sånn at de som gruer seg mest
Er
USA!
I'm thinking
I'm thinking of the USA
Thinking of the USA
Dreaming of the CIA
Lou Reed came from the USA
Walter Lure comes from the USA
Sto con Joe, Lurè, tu cosa vuoi da me
Facciamo vasche per il centro come Michael Phelps
Passaggio al Piccolo, saluto al Nesta
Maratona del centro,
Why do I do 'em
Who knows
Don't mean to trick ya
But I trick ya
With my wily ways
I lure you in
And you get hooked
By my fancy turn of phrase
that had me bound
I’m turning away, turning away
When temptation tries to lure me off my course
I will choose you, I’ll choose you
`Cuz I’ve been there
Fuck nigga run up get torched
Fuck nigga run up get torched
Fuck on that hoe then abort
Yea
I got that hoe caught in the lure
You fuck with the gang
bratia Sect!on, Freak a Flace
Môj brat Evan Lure máme hobby spoločné
Cez noc chodiť von a robiť peniaze
Život rave sa nechceme zblázniť
Chvíľu pokoj
arms
If love comes back to you in a silver cloud
Will its lure be your undoing
Or will you find hope all around
And if I lead you where no one else can
Du e så fine du ein av di få
Du e ganske sjelden du e ganske rå
Deilige du deilige du
Eg bare lure på ka så ska te
Koss finne eg ud kossen du
Oh, the lure of that song
Kept her feet running wild.
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next
Oh, the lure of that song
Kept her feet running wild.
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next
We listen in one late October eye
The locket swings before my eyes
Moth to a flame intoxicatingly
It lures me in, yet can't say why
Are we
Oh, the lure of that song
Kept her feet running wild.
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next
and adores me
And lures me in ???, cause she's gorgeous
Ain't never met another quite like she
Well well ain't never met another quite like me
A testimony
Oh, the lure of that song
Kept her feet running wild.
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next
Oh, the lure of that song
Kept her feet running wild.
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next
Oh, the lure of that song
Kept her feet running wild.
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next
Oh, the lure of that song
Kept her feet running wild.
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next
They'd find you laying on their porches, did you need to use the phone?
And lure you into their rooms
That was the last I heard of June
And that was
they say
And history tends to repeat its way
You got to know how to lure them out, I’ll show you how
First; they’re worms, like ghosts they walk
loving
I still
Must
Find
A way
How
How do I live with the romance of the world?
How do I live with the romance: the lure of scenery?
How do I live
ekte meg
Den langt ifra den perfekte litt defekte meg
Trodde det var Jesus når de vekte meg, men jeg er lett å lure
Hele livet har hele verden vært på
at lure min'
Så jeg venter på, du sender mig et tegn, vil ikk' dø så'n her
Ligger med en vibe, og den føles så'n her
23 år, ned i fryseren her
Ska' vi
Pour être sûr de n'pas parler
Tu mets d'la viande sur le trouble
Tu laisses la p'lure sur tes pensées
Alors je parle un peu dans l'vide
Pendant qu'tu
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