sexy sexy on the floor we love you and i
mm mm mm, mm mm mm mm mm,
mm mm mm,
High above this overcrowded place
A distant blackbird flies through space
And
I may not always love you
But long as there are
Maybe it's intuition
But some things you just don't question
Like in
In the bleak midwinter frost wind made moan
earth stood
Guardare ogni movimento nel gioco dei miei amanti insensate
Questo su
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones
I heard there was a secret chord that david played
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