Let yourself go Come, hit the timber Loosen up and start to limber Can't you hear that hot marimba? Let yourself go Let yourself go, relax And let yourself go, relax You got yourself
Tell me is love still a popular suggestion Or merely an obsolete art? Forgive me for asking, this simple question I'm unfamiliar with this part I am a
Just moved in to 14G So cozy, calm, and peaceful Heaven for a mouse like me With quiet by the lease-full Pets are banned parties too And no solicitations
The rain may fall, the wind may blow, it may get down to 20 below, I don't mind cause I'm going to the dance with you. The rent's unpaid, the cupboards
I was a shy, demure type Inhibited, insecure type of maid I stayed within my little shell Till a certain cutie told me I was swell Now I'm smug and snooty
Darling, I'm so blue without you I think about you the live long day When you ask me if I'm lonely Then I only have this to say You'll never know just
I won't to tell of my love to the red, red rose Or the running brook where the sweet magnolia grows I won't tell of my love to every little star Or the
My funny Valentine Sweet comic Valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favourite work of art
译文: 克里斯汀切诺维斯. 百无禁忌.
