Madonna - Nothing Really Matters Tekst vind ik mooi, nummer niet, clip helemaal niet, maar ja, dat is míjn smaak natuurlijk. Groetjes, Didier
Hier de volgende: You dont need money, dont take fame Dont need no credit card to ride this train Its strong and its sudden and its cruel sometimes But it might just save your life Groetjes, Didier
YESS! \/ Nu mag ik! Komt ie: Jenny was my best friend, went away one summer Came back with a secret, she just couldn't keep A child inside her, was just too much for her So she cried herself to sleep
I would die for that, Kelley Coffee Love of my life, You hurt me, You broken my heart, Now you leave me Love of my life can't you see, Bring it back bring it back, Don't take it away from me, Because you don't know what it means to me Groetjes, Didier
Love of my life, The Scorpions! Your eyes, my eyes Your smile, my smile Your love, my gain Your hurt, my pain Your laugh, my joy Everytime, it's mine You are my child
Ik reken de Scorpions dan maar goed. Het origineel is van Queen. Antwoord op jouw liedje: Plumb, My child Eén van mijn favoriete liedjes: Miserere mei, Deus: secundum magnam misericordiam tuam. Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum, dēlē iniquitatem meam. Amplius lavā me ab iniquitate mea: et peccato meo mundā me. Groetjes, Didier
\/ What's wrong with the world, mama People livin' like they ain't got no mamas I think the whole world addicted to the drama Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism But we still got terrorists here livin' In the USA, the big CIA The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK But if you only have love for your own race Then you only leave space to discriminate And to discriminate only generates hate And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah Badness is what you demonstrate And that's exactly how a n**** works and operates N**, you gotta have love just to set it straight Take control of your mind and meditate Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all
Hier dan maar een nieuw liedje If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal If her daddy's poor just do what you feel Speed along the lane Do a ton or a ton an' twenty-five When the sun goes down You can make it, make it good in a lay-by Groetjes, Didier
When I'm with you are you somewhere else? Am I gettin' thru or do you please yourself? When you wake up will you walk out? It can't be love if you throw it about Ooh babe