after all The years have been fairly kind Youth sleep In a deep, deep sleep Beauty is skin deep Sleep In a deep, deep sleep Beauty is skin deep Youth, youth, youth
after all The years have been fairly kind You Sleep in a deep deep sleep Beauty is skin deep Sleep in a deep deep sleep Beauty is skin deep Youth...Youth...Youth
Oversettelse: Soft Cell. Ungdom.
When after all The years have been fairly kind You Sleep in a deep deep sleep Beauty is skin deep Sleep in a deep deep sleep Beauty is skin deep Youth...Youth...Youth
ways or you will suffer What go around come around and this is the law The man made law KRS-One ignore I walk the streets as a ruff youth bwoy Very intelligent
chamber and in the folds of his silent pillow.. Oh sweet goat.. here I am, come and lick my white neck.. let me pull, your soft wool Let me kiss, your soft
think you are You could be a bad man from uptown Or a wicked youth from Bermuda, no matter When it comes to your mother You're soft like over ripe plantain
his silent pillow. Oh sweet goat, here I am, come and lick my white neck; let me pull your soft wool ; let me kiss your soft face !" [Taken from William
its time to quit and my rhyming is shit Thinking I'm in the rough but I just tee'd off I'll make the putt in two strokes and I supposed to be soft And
his chamber and in the folds of his silent pillow.. Oh sweet goat.. here I am, come and lick my white neck.. let me pull, your soft wool Let me kiss, your soft
