Cigarettes and chocolate milk These are just a couple of my cravings Everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger A little bit thicker, a little
You who were born with the sun above your shoulders You turn me on, you turn me on, you have to know You who were born where the sun she keeps her distance
Honey I'm a roller concrete clover Tadzio, Tadzio Arm wrestle your mother Simply over, tadzio, over you But beware my heart can be a pin A sharp silver
Wandering properties of death Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles we did rest Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath Worldly sounds of
Who will keep, keep me in this evening? Even though they are not here with me I could be a great star, still I'm far from happy Finally, feel the world
People will know when they see this show The kind of a guy I am They'll recognize just what I stand for and what I just can't stand They'll perceive what
Prepare your things, dissolve your mind 'Cause I'm your consort, beautiful queen of seventeen A blood red moon has spared our bed But not your rivals,
I'm looking for the tower of learning I'm looking for the copious prize I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking for I saw it in your eyes what I'm looking
Where is my master the rebel prince? Who will shut all these windows? It's these windows all around me It's these windows who are telling me To rid my
poses, such beautiful poses Makes any boy feel as pretty as princes The green autumnal parks conducting And the city streets a wondrous chorus singing All these poses
California, California You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed Big time rollers, part time models So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep
For to see my depth of sorrow You are not allowed to follow me Into this town square And then run away Evil angel with your cleft tongue When you kissed
poses such beautiful poses Makes any boy feel as pretty as princes The green autumnal parks conducting And the city streets a wondrous chorus singing All these poses
翻訳: ウェインライト、ルーファス. ポーズ.
: You who were born with the sun above your shoulders You turn me on you turn me on You have to know You who were born where the sun she keeps her distance
