Let the music be a part of you When we?re flying When we?re flying Let the music be a part of you When we?re flying Like we do I feel it intensively
my heart is on my sleeve my head is in the sand i said how did we end up here? you said happenstance but i didn't understand so i made other plans i ran
(Dj Rafy Mercenario...) Los bandoleros (sosa...) Los unikos dos pilares de este genero El 1ro y el ultimo Don Y Wiso G Tu sabes (don omar) Sientan
bleeding from the heart for some time now should have left that spark alone chemistry's at fault on my own now there's a reason that the speaker is blown
This must be the place. I can tell by your glare. I wouldn't touch you on a dare. Seven months to June and even then, so what? My mouth is open, my book
No more hesitation, finally face to face, can you see me? This is a creation nothing can replace, if we want it When we reach for love together, we will
I remember when I found out about chemistry It was a long, long way from here I was old enough to want it but younger than I wanted to be Suddenly my
Why don't you fool me, feed me Say you need me without wicked games Come on and hold me, hug me Say you love me and not my dirty brain Why don't you
Uncle Bernie's got me on his knee Chocolate fingers in his Tea He thinks he's super cool but he's a fool And I've been sitting waiting here for hours
I would write a thousand letters Just to talk to you I would climb a hundred mountains Just to be with you I would make it snow in summer If it meant
Oh, when the snowman brings the snow Oh well, he just might like to know He's put a great big smile On somebody's face If you jump into your bed And
Ooh, I try to talk to you Ooh, it's like I can't get through Ooh, have you blown me away? Ooh, that's how you're making me feel Hugs and kisses, broken
I like going out on Christmas Eve If Santa needs a helper why should it be me? And I like dancing the night away And waking up to jingle bells on Christmas
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun Now the jingle hop has begun
I know you like to wear my dressing gown When I'm not there I guess you like it in my shoes Just 'cause you drive a Mazarati And the ladies stare Don'
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls 'Cause he loves the models and he hugs the models Goes to lunch with
No Santa this morning I guess my note got through I told him quit calling 'Cause all I want is you Gotta get a minute Gotta get you on your own Your
I know this girl she's not too bright But she's educated in bed all right She's made seduction a work of art A PhD with her legs apart She's got dreamy