Lyrics:
It's not a day that goes by
That I don't think 'bout you
(Dear Dilla) I keep my head to the sky
'Cause I know Phife's there too
(Dear Dilla) And when
CHRISTINE:
Yes, but stay backstage, my dear. When IÃ'Â'm finished, meet me here.
GUSTAVE:
I will.
RAOUL:
Since our wedding day, things have gone astray.
yellow tent by the frozen tractor
The music was like electric sugar
And Zuzu Bolin played "Stavin' Chain"
And Mighty Tiny on the saw
And he threw his
top.
(Formica top, it had a formica top).
Well, I'll tell you 'bout the widow, my good friends,
The widow was in navy blue
With a gown designed by
rotation, a winning combination
AM, FM, music modulation
Rappin' on the mic is my occupation
That's what I like, dear radio station
AM, FM, thought that
her gown
He`s yelling in her ear
And all at once the music stopped
As he was intimately bellowing "My dear..."
[Chorus]
The shirt you wore with
Dear music you was there when I was hungry and homeless
You had my back when I was alone and no one showed me the roads
Remember beating on that
Hey Mr. Music
With all your illusions
Your for gone conclusions
Your grand delusions
Hey Mr. Music
My name's not honey
And don't call me dear
beauty, as in youth it dawned on me
My own dear Ellan Vannin, With its green hills by the sea
Then memories sweet and tender, come like music's plaintive
to think
About this weather, my dear?
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby
Won't you come and put our two
And over in
the burnt yellow tent
by the frozen tractor, the
music was like electric sugar
And Zuzu Bolin played
'Stavin' Chain' and Mighty
Tiny
Hello?
Juliet?
Tromeo!
Juliet, please. Let rich music's tongue unfold the imagined happiness that both receive in either by this dear encounter.
And love will be our guide.
Close your eyes,
When you open them dear I'll be near.
By your side.
So won't you close your eyes?
Close your eyes
Close
this is the problem for every artist
Because an artist is a man who
Makes his living by playing
Whether he’s dancing, or painting
Or playing music
weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again so baby won't you
Come and put our two hearts together
That
spears
And a plane went blinking by
And I thought of Anna
Wild and dear
Like fireworks in the sky
Fireworks in the sky
I'm so sick of this game
It's
on a scholarship
I finally got my shit together, I started taking music seriously
Then it started to kinda pop off a little bit, almost
Dear Gerald, 21, you
am I without thee.
Thou art music of my heart;Harp of joy oh cush ma cree
Moon of guidance by night;light the pathway to thee.
Chorus:
Bheir mi oh
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
of a sudden the music changed so soft that you scarce could hear
But you felt that your life had been looted clean of all that it once held dear
That someone
weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again so baby won't you
Come and put our two hearts together
That
we go romancing
It's love's holiday
And love will be our guide
Close your eyes
When you open them, dear, I'll be near
By your side
So won't you close
Vuggesang - Lullaby
Music and lyrics by Benedicte Torget
Hush,
here
my child
hush,
now
let it go
Hush
now,
my dear
hush,
there
let it go
in
haunted face holds no horror for me now
It's in your soul that the true distortion lies
Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest!
Sir, this is indeed
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