Lyrics:
They're writing songs of love but not for me
A lucky star's above but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any
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I'm sitting on the beach
Watching the fire
How lucky I am holding your hand
How perfect this is now
Watching your eyes glow
I'm sitting
They're writing songs of love but not for me
A lucky star's above but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any
They're writing songs of love but not for me
A lucky star's above but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any
You are too beautiful for one man alone
For one lucky fool to be with
When there are other men
With eyes of their own to see with
Love does not
They're writing songs of love but not for me
A lucky star's above but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any
You are too beautiful for one man alone
For one lucky fool to be with
When there are other men
With eyes of their own to see with
Love does not
They're writing songs of love but not for me
A lucky star's above but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any
They're writing songs of love but not for me
A lucky star's above but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any
gets bonanzas from the grain
Old whiskey comes from old Kentucky
Ain't the country lucky
New Jersey gives us glue
And you, you come from Rhode
I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
I saw
wear high heels and flannel
She can look sexy in a toque
She likes snow storms and Gordon Lightfoot
And if you're lucky she'll love you
Canadian
Lost my car in a snow storm
H.A.C.K.I.N
Cops said I was lucky
And then showed me down
And then showed me down
And you got to spray down low
lucky
Oh baby baby
Come on
Call me bonita
Don't be shy
I promise to please ya,
Te quiro te quiro
I'm, I'm, Imma show ya
Come on
Call me bonita
thorough the neighbors house
Watch them as they spill into their yards
They don't know how lucky they are
They swat the vultures aside and swear they're
They're writing songs of love but not for me
A lucky star's above but not for me
With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray
Than any
guess, I guess, I guess
I guess, I guess, I guess
Well, I could be wrong I'm pretty fond of waking up
When it comes to lucky charms I eat the marshmallows
the quick score
Before he told her whore get on the floor
She pulled out and let off like quick draw McGraw
Damn yo, he lucky, she barely nicked the camo
the back, baby.
So watch your step, kid
Protect your neck, kid
And if you're lucky
They won't find you fucking dead.
You're keeping this shit alive?
You're
beer
Don't remember much about that year, just lucky that we're not dead
'Cause somebody said they saw some boys
With a ute looked just like mine
Trying
offered her 25, and she slapped me in me face
I mean, would you believe it Ted? Right in me face!
She?s lucky she didn?t get put right in her place,
dealt me,
Even now that's gone.
It seems he's got your attention now, lucky guy.
But isn't that the way it always ends?
It seems he's got your
the bullshit that you had to deal with while you were on your way
While you were on your way
Why do I deserve a second chance?
Am I lucky or inhuman? Am I
Line, lucky Punch
Das hier ist Trailerpark
Bitch hier wirst du nicht mal Praktikant
Steck' mal dein Messer weg und lerne mit einer Gabel umzugehen
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