Lyrics:
Abbey
Flippaan koht kunnol, niinku flippaisin patties
Niin kauan, ku mun nimi on Vini, en missaa
Punaviinii on mun viinilasissa
Mä oon with my team,
Abbey Road
Stau si-ascult hitul din albumul nou
Iar afara baietii in scurte de piele
Stau și ma asteapta la o halba de bere
Intru in scara vomit pe-afara
that heart of yours
That heart of gold
What is beauty if not truth's true tone
What is pain if not a way to grow
Sister meet me down at Tintern Abbey
Estava andando pela rua
Quando de repente eu me vi
Perdido em Abbey road
Onde está o caminho
Que me leve de volta?
Onde é que eu vim parar?
E
wimple
She has curlers in her hair!
Maria's not an asset to the abbey.
She's always late for chapel,
But her penitence is real.
She's always late for
she has curlers in her hair
I've even heard her singing in the abbey
She's always late for chapel but her penitence is real
She's always late for
un boss
Salverò fratelli con il culo su una Porsche
La mia strada poi farà la storia Abbey Road
Motorola in tasca
Non finirò in gabbia
Pantere giù in
put to flight
No choice but emigration
But we found no welcome here
Among this English nation
Down in the dark in Abbey Street
That was where I first
England swings like a pendulum do,
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two,
Westminster Abbey the tower of Big Ben,
The rosy red cheeks of the little
luddle, dau, dau
Ahhh!!
The Mage of the Midnight Abbey
Was a child of fifteen years
His eyes were bored with galactic lore
He had points upon his ears,
Poor Abbey Walsh
Oh, woo
Chalky just washed him away
And they're gonna put the blame
On Mr. T
Oh doo, doo, doo, doo (oh baby)
Poor Abbey Walsh
Oh, woo
Chalky just washed him away
And they're gonna put the blame
On Mr. T
Oh doo, doo, doo, doo (oh baby)
across Abbey Road
One forgot to wear shoes
My, my, time flies
A rap on a rhapsody
A king who's still in the news
A king to sing you the blues
My, my, time
ambition
To see Piccadilly,
Ramble and roam around Soho
And Pimlico and Savile Row,
And walk down the Abbey Road.
So I saved all my money
wimple
She has curlers in her hair
I even heard her singing in the abbey
She's always late for chapel
But her penitence is real
She's always late
on a distant shore
In this collision of worlds
Oh, you can't sit this out no more
Abbey Road, Route 66
CIA to the MI-6
Right lane, left lane
Metric, imperial,
and numbers that I don't know
Address to places like Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say
Oh, this has
Picture Av'rell Harriman without a train
Picture Tintern Abbey without a cloister
Picture Billy the Oysterman without an oyster
Picture Central Park
don't know why we here, since we gotta be here
Life is but a beach chair (chair, chair chair)
Went from havin' shabby clothes to crossin' over Abbey
England swings like a pendulum do,
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two,
Westminster Abbey the tower of Big Ben,
The rosy red cheeks of the little
England swings like a pendulum do,
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two,
Westminster Abbey the tower of Big Ben,
The rosy red cheeks of the little
ambition
To see Piccadilly,
Ramble and roam around Soho
And Pimlico and Savile Row,
And walk down the Abbey Road.
So I saved all my money
ambition
To see Piccadilly,
Ramble and roam around Soho
And Pimlico and Savile Row,
And walk down the Abbey Road.
So I saved all my money
Esti Ginzburg
Coco Rocha, Kate Mimosa
Alessandra Ambrosio, Anja Rubik
Get Olga Kurylenko, tell her I'm very single
Abbey Lee too, I'm a freak boo
I'm
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