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 BaD BoY, 26 anni spritzino di Detroit..Devil's Night CHE FACCIO? Hangman's Joke..Vendicatore di Anime Sono single [ SONO OFFLINE ] [ PROFILONE ] [ SCRIVIMI ]  STO LEGGENDO HO VISTO STO ASCOLTANDO            .jpg) .jpg) .jpg)          .jpg) .jpg)    ....and more!!!   ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO ORA VORREI TANTO... STO STUDIANDO... OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... PARANOIE Nessuna scelta effettuata MERAVIGLIE Nessuna scelta effettuata |
     sorriso è triste, perchè più triste di un sorriso triste c’è la tristezza di non saper sorridere.’         
venerdì 7 marzo 2008 - ore 21:10 ..Bette Davis Eyes Her lips sweet surprise Her hands are never cold, She’s got Bette Davis eyes She’ll turn her music on you, You won’t have to think twice She’s pure as New York snow, She got Bette Davis eyes And she’ll tease you, She’ll unease you All the better just to please you She’s precocious and she knows just What it takes to make a pro blush She got Greta Garbo stand off sighs, She’s got Bette Davis eyes She’ll let you take her home, It whets her appetite She’ll lay you on her throne, She got Bette Davis eyes She’ll take a tumble on you, Roll you like you were dice Until you come out blue, She’s got Bette Davis eyes She’ll expose you, when she snows you Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you She’s ferocious and she knows just What it takes to make a pro blush All the boys think she’s a spy, She’s got Bette Davis eyes And she’ll tease you, She’ll unease you All the better just to please you She’s precocious, and she knows just What it takes to make a pro blush All the boys think she’s a spy, She’s got Bette Davis eyes  LEGGI I COMMENTI (1) - PERMALINK venerdì 7 marzo 2008 - ore 18:10 ..Infelicità Egli metterà in gioco perfino i dolci e si augurerà la più nociva assurdità, la più dispendiosa sciocchezza, soltanto per aggiungere a questa positiva razionalità un proprio funesto e fantastico elemento. Egli vorrà conservare le sue stravaganti idee, la sua banale stupidità." COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK venerdì 7 marzo 2008 - ore 13:18 ..Hello I’m about to take all your innocense for free Shut up! In the end you’re gonna wanna pay me any and everything Shut up! I’m about to tell you how i won the war I’ll tell you what or how or when and in the end you’ll never ever ever ask what for Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Are you talking to me? Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Breath Baby Breath! Shut up! I’m about to tell you about the difference you will never make How to will the war with no regrets, no hurt no pain no shame Shut up! I’m about to tell you some secrets you will never know Now don’t ask what don’t moan don’t cry don’t even ask where this is going to go no no Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Are you talking to me? Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Breath Baby Breath Hello Hello HEllo Hello Hello Hello Oh Oh Are you talking to me? Hello Hello HEllo Hello Hello Hello What’s the matter? My baby’s dead His heart went blind on me My dress caught fire from one match that you gave me And all thats left is your vail and the breath i got Yeah I won’t share in your misery cos your phonecalls gone And noone’s coming Noone’s coming Noone’s coming Noone’s coming for YOU! Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello My dress ion fire Hello Hello HEllo Hello Hello Hello Lets burn it down Hello Hello HEllo Hello Hello Hello I got no desires no one no one Hello Hello HEllo Hello Hello Hello But you leave the same day same year Ring around the rosie yeah Addicted to all that shit Pocket full of real estate Taxes ? And don’t you hate when it all burns down and dies and dies and dies and dies Baby fire Baby Fire Baby Fire Baby FIRE!  COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK venerdì 7 marzo 2008 - ore 12:33 ..Man! I Feel Like a Woman! Gonna let it all hang out Wanna make some noise-really raise my voice Yeah, I wanna scream and shout No inhibitions-make no conditions Get a little outta line I ain’t gonna act politically correct I only wanna have a good time The best thing about being a woman Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun) Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I’m a lady Men’s shirts-short skirts Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin’ it in style Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction Color my hair-do what I dare Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel Man! I feel like a woman! The girls need a break-tonight we’re gonna take The chance to get out on the town We don’t need romance-we only wanna dance We’re gonna let our hair hang down The best thing about being a woman Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun) Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I’m a lady Men’s shirts-short skirts Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin’ it in style Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction Color my hair-do what I dare Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel Man! I feel like a woman! The best thing about being a woman Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun) Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I’m a lady Men’s shirts-short skirts Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin’ it in style Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction Color my hair-do what I dare Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel Man! I feel like a woman! I get totally crazy Can you feel it Come, come, come on baby I feel like a woman  COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK venerdì 7 marzo 2008 - ore 02:14 ..Best Sunday Dress And walked straight into this mess of mine And I put on my best Sunday dress And I walked straight into this mess And watching you burn - ai-ay Watching you burn - ai-ay Watching you burn- ai-ay Watching you burn - ah Pale blue eyes so young Pale blue eyes so far away Watch me with his sorrow Forgive me all his pain.. And I’ve come here to confess To the wind and the rain and the glorious fame And I’ve come here all undressed For the numb and the dumb both say The name that you burn - ai-ay Watching you burn - ai-ay Watching you burn - ai-ay Watching you burn - ah Pale blue eyes so dumb Pale blue eyes so far away Take him to the river Forgive us all his pain Oooh, I’m coming undone He comes from the coal mine I see you shine like a diamond And curse us all goodnight And I put on my best Sunday dress And I walked straight into this mess of mine And I’ve come here all undressed With the poison and pain to take With mine that you burn - ay-ah That you burn - ah Pale blue eyes so young Pale blue eyes so far away Take me to his sorrow Forgive us all his pain Watching you burn (put on my best Sunday dress) - ay-ah Watching you burn - ay-ah Watching you burn (put on my best Sunday dress) - ay-ah Watching you burn - ay-ah Watching you burn (put on my best Sunday dress) - ay-ah Watching you burn - ay-ah Watching you burn (put on my best Sunday dress) - ah Put on my best Sunday dress  COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK venerdì 7 marzo 2008 - ore 02:02 ..Black Velvet Jimmy Rodgers on the Victrola up high Mama’s dancin’ with baby on her shoulder The sun is settin’ like molasses in the sky The boy could sing, knew how to move ev’rything Always wanting more, he’d leave you longing for Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please Up in Memphis the music’s like a heat wave White Lightnin’ bound to drive you wild Mama’s baby’s in the heart of ev’ry school girl Love Me Tender leaves ’em cryin’ in the aisle The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true Always wanting more, he’d leave you longing for Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet and that slow southern style A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please Ev’ry word of ev’ry song that he sang was for you In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon What could you do? Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet in that slow southern style A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet in that slow southern style A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please If you please If you please If you please  COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK giovedì 6 marzo 2008 - ore 12:15 ..Every breath you take And every move you make Every bond you break, every step you take I’ll be watching you Every single day And every word you say Every game you play, every night you stay I’ll be watching you Oh, can’t you see You belong to me? How my poor heart aches With every step you take Every move you make Every vow you break Every smile you fake, every claim you stake I’ll be watching you Since you’ve gone I’ve been lost without a trace I dream at night, I can only see your face I look around, but it’s you I can’t replace I feel so cold, and I long for your embrace I keep crying baby, baby please, Oh, can’t you see You belong to me? How my poor heart aches With every step you take Every move you make Every vow you break Every smile you fake, every claim you stake I’ll be watching you Every move you make, every step you take I’ll be watching you I’ll be watching you LEGGI I COMMENTI (2) - PERMALINK mercoledì 5 marzo 2008 - ore 12:47 ..Dancing in the Dark and I ain’t got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain’t nothing but tired Man I’m just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby, I could use just a little help You can’t start a fire You can’t start a fire without a spark This gun’s for hire even if we’re just dancing in the dark Message keeps getting clearer radio’s on and I’m moving ’round the place I check my look in the mirror I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man I ain’t getting nowhere I’m just living in a dump like this There’s something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is You can’t start a fire you can’t start a fire without a spark This gun’s for hire even if we’re just dancing in the dark You sit around getting older there’s a joke here somewhere and it’s on me I’ll shake this world off my shoulders come on baby this laugh’s on me Stay on the streets of this town and they’ll be carving you up alright They say you gotta stay hungry hey baby I’m just about starving tonight I’m dying for some action I’m sick of sitting ’round here trying to write this book I need a love reaction come on now baby gimme just one look You can’t start a fire sitting ’round crying over a broken heart This gun’s for hire Even if we’re just dancing in the dark You can’t start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart This gun’s for hire Even if we’re just dancing in the dark Even if we’re just dancing in the dark Even if we’re just dancing in the dark Even if we’re just dancing in the dark Hey baby COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK domenica 2 marzo 2008 - ore 23:33 ..BIG EMPTY Falling farther from just what we are Smoke a cigarette and lie some more These conversations kill. Falling faster in my car. Time to take her home, Her dizzy head is conscious laden. Time to take a ride it leaves today No conversation Time to take her home her dizzy head is Conscious laden Time to wait too long, to wait too long, To wait too long. Too much walking shoes worn thin Too much trippin’ and my soul’s worn thin Time to catch her ride it leaves today, Her name is what it means Too much walking shoe worn thin Time to take her home, Her dizzy head is conscious laden. Time to take a ride it leaves today No conversation Time to take her home her dizzy head is Conscious laden Time to wait too long, to wait too long, To wait too long. Conversations kill Conversations kill Conversations kill Time to take her home, Her dizzy head is conscious laden. Time to take a ride it leaves today No conversation Time to take her home her dizzy head is Conscious laden Time to wait too long, to wait too long, To wait too long. Conversations kill Conversations kill Conversations kill  COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK domenica 2 marzo 2008 - ore 20:31 Dedica di fina settimana alle Donne.. This thing called love I must get round to it I ain’t ready Crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby) In a cradle all night It swings (woo woo) It jives (woo woo) It shakes all over like a jelly fish I kinda like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby She knows how to Rock’n’Roll She drives me crazy She gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my tracks Take a back seat Hitch hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I’m ready Crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track’s Take a back seat Hitch hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I’m ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can’t handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain’t ready Crazy little thing called love... COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) - PERMALINK > > > MESSAGGI PRECEDENTI |
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