Me Myself And Eye
Those cocky little fires
You started in the night
The independent claims
That just meant hold me tight
The bruises on your body
That you swore, were from a fight
I’ll pass at your insistance
Those cocky little fires
You started in the night
The independent claims
That just meant hold me tight
The bruises on your body
That you swore, were from a fight
I’ll pass at your insistance
Respect.
εμενα μου κανουν σαν το ‘χωλ” του Μόντε Κάρλο (του λουνα παρκ για πλούσιους γέρους)
χα χα χα