I hate your guts on Sunday no other day of the week I hate your guts on Sunday but Monday morning you look so sweetI hate your guts on Sunday and I'm
When last I spoke to Carol I said I can't pretend it gets easier She said, "I've hung on, I have edged Along this narrow ledge Since the day I was born
Anoche sone contigo anoche sone feliz sonaba que me besabas y ay que feliz me senti... La noche se me iso corta y el sol pronto aparesio y de aquel beso
Anoche sone contigo anoche dormi feliz sonaba que me besabas y ay que me feliz me senti La noche se me hizo corta el sol pronto aparecio y de aquel beso
Anoche sone contigo Y no estaba durmiendo Todo lo contrario Estaba bien despierto Sone que no hacia falta Hacer ningun esfuerzo Para que te entregaras
Remember the time I heard a song that opened my eyes It made me realize that I haven't done enough I'd sit back and watch you fuck up something that doesn
Tell me something that I don't already know I don't want to spend my time trying to find a way to get it through to you When you just take everything
译文: 约翰尼蓝黛. 去年夏天为L.
译文: 塞巴斯蒂安，琼. 昨晚我梦见你.
: (feat. T-Pain) [Chorus:] Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans) Boots with the fur (With the fur) The whole club was lookin at her She hit the
: Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce [Chorus 1: Yung Joc] I'm in the club Kush got it burning up I'm poppin' bottles and I'm fucking up their furniture
: Anoche sone contigo Y no estaba durmiendo Todo lo contrario Estaba bien despierto Sone que no hacia falta Hacer ningun esfuerzo Para que te entregaras
: I got pictures of naked ladies Lying on their beds I whiff that smell and sweet convulsion Starts a-Swelling inside my head I'm making artificial lovers
Anoche sone contigo anoche dormi feliz sonaba que me besabas y ay que me feliz me senti La noche se me hizo corta el sol pronto aparecio y de aquel
(feat. T-Pain) [Chorus:] Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans) Boots with the fur (With the fur) The whole club was lookin at her She hit the flo
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce [Chorus 1: Yung Joc] I'm in the club Kush got it burning up I'm poppin' bottles and I'm fucking up their furniture I'
Les gens te parlent de choses compliquees De villes tristes ou y'a rien a gagner De fins de mois qui commencent en janvier Dors avec ton bebe Ne les
