Lyrics:
har vänt för vi sitter i banken och räknar tills de har stängt ah
Ställ dig där borta du är inte med oss du är dräng ah
Tänder en till så fort jag
to know you alone
And that you will fall in love
without me again
I used to wait for a call
I used to sit in the stall all alone
In the bathroom
No, it was
to know you alone
And that you will fall in love
Without me again
I used to wait for a call
I used to sit in the stall all alone
In the bathroom
No, it was
Kumma, dei Load
Daß du da muaßt leidn
Im Stall auf da Hoad
Es ziern ja die Engerl
Dei Krippelein aus
Möcht schöna nit sein drin
An König sei Haus
stalls
cnd I swear I can see it In your 5am baby blues
You ask if I mean it
You know I do I do I do I do
Its why I'm calling you from the airport Just
her number but I never call
Break right through that bitch just like a wrecking ball (uh)
I can never stall, ball 'til I fall (uh)
Only time I pick
{brrr} hang it on the wall
Tag it on a stall. Really what do it mean
When you ain't living out what you seen
In them jovial visions of futurism
Wedged
Set my stall and I sell my wares cnd I park my pride in the multi-storey Stood at the back with a tear-stained cheek cnd I thank the lord that no one
CcN'T BREcK THROUGH TO YOU
Francine Honey (SOCcN)
1. The curtains are always open, in our shower stall
You're in there trying to wash the war
peekin' on my future through the crack in a stall
Well it's coming along never stumbling far
Thank god I god the homies on my back to push me along
In life
or a mole
And I'll pull you into a dive or a stall
Ain't that miserable?
Ain't that miserable?
Ain't that miserable?
Help, why the fuck do I still
på din EDM
Du är lättköpt som TV5
Du är bortglömd som ett CD ställ
Du kan väl ring mig sen när du e pank
Så kan vi kicka dig som en attrapp
Spela fin
erkoren
Fürchtet euch nicht
Lasset uns sehen in Bethlehems Stall
Was uns verheißen der himmlische Schall
Was wir dort finden, lasset uns künden
Lasset uns
lägges på strå i ett stall
Var glad var glad var glad i din Herre och Gud
Var glad var glad och hylla din konung och Gud
Han kommer till sörjande hjärtan
to it
Talk for hours and we never stall
We cry, we laugh, we get mad
But we always rekindle
Knowing family is precious and can never dwindle
She taught me
gr tillbaks igen
Till Betlehem
Tnd ett ljus...
Under en ensam stjrnas lod
I ett stall med golv av jord
Fds en pojke med eld i blick och blod
Folket
on the bathroom stall door
I don't really know what for
I don't know who that's for
We've got a tavern that was built back in 1921
It's got a pretty good jukebox
She pulls up her pace, you know I'ma stall Like, I'm with you back, tryna see what you want
Falling in the dark, I'm feeling alone Like, damn, she don't
about me I live the douche bag life
Douche bag life Douche bag life
It's all about me I live the douche bag life
I come out of the stall
And walk past
Day by day you'll melt my hands away
And take all that is wealth with a price to pay
And it shows makes it easier to stall
And you know its not my
caliente
Original, original, original, we nah stall
Cah this yah dj come fe ram dancehall
It name
It name
It name
Three artists pan di version,
So things look bad, and your back's against the wall
Your whole existence seems pretty hopeless
You're feelin' filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall
So things look bad, and your back's against the wall
Your whole existence seems fuckin' hopeless
You're feelin' filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall
nothing like these niggas I be curving that's the difference
They all on my line
I ain't even got the time
They all tryna be mine
I ain't gone stall her if
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