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Dodano: 5 KWIETNIA 2010
Pozwoliłam sobie wstawić ;p.
Mam nadzieję, że Mafik nie będzie zły ;).
Dobra impreza wczoraj,
dobra beka z mojej mamy,
a dzisiaj dobre urodziny.
Lubię najebaną Angelikę,
przypomina mi się wiosna w zeszłym roku,
jak pierwszy raz się upiła,
jak pierwszy raz zapaliła,
nawet miło było powspominać xd.
I Ala po dwóch desperadosach
jest śmiała, Michał całuśny,
a o Anecie wcale nie mam złego zdania ;p.
No i zapomniałam o najważniejszym.
PATI WYKĄPAŁA SIĘ W MORZU !!! xd
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Cały czas od wczoraj siedzi mi w głowie:
My first name Angelene
Prettiest mess you've ever seen
Love for money is my sin
Any man calls I'll let him in
Rose is my colour and white
Pretty mouth, and green my eyes
I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will collect my soul
And come to me
Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
It lays open like a road
Dear God, life ain't kind
People gettin born then dying
But I've heard there's joy untold
Lays open like a road in front of me
Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
Lays open like a road
It seems so far away
I see men come and go
Two thousand miles until I reach that open road
My first name's Angelene
Prettiest mess you've ever seen
Love for money is my sin
Any man calls I'll let him in
Rose is my colour and white
Pretty mouth, and green my eyes
I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will collect my soul
And come to me
Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
It lays open like a road
Dear God, life ain't kind
People gettin born then dying
But I've heard there's joy untold
Lays open like a road in front of me
Two thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two thousand miles away
Lays open like a road
It seems so far away
I see men come and go
Two thousand miles until I reach that open road
My first name's Angelene
