A salty dog - Procol Harum - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Without A Doubt - Procol Harum

"I'm going downstairs to be a poet Got a great idea: gonna write a sonnet A verse or two of fearless prose A priceless quip to gild the rose I'll make my fortune overnight My work will set the world alight Just"

A Rum Tale - Procol Harum

"She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good I've taken to drinking, and given up food I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun I'll hide from the natives, live only on rum I'm selling my memoirs,"

A Souvenir Of London - Procol Harum

"Bought a souvenir in London Got to hide it from my mom Can't declare it at the Customs But I'll have to take it home Tried to keep it confidential But the news is leaking out Got a souvenir in London There's"

Eight Days A Week - Procol Harum

"Ooh I need your love babe Guess you know it's true Hope you need my love babe Just like I need you Hold me love me Hold me love me I ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week Love you every day"

A Robe Of Silk - Procol Harum

"A robe of silk I'd be to you And on our dreams we'd journey to A land where shepherds herded sheep An' all we wished within our reach And golden sun an' silver light To bright our day and quiet our night And"

Song For A Dreamer - Procol Harum

"Skeptic at the feast in ashes Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball Funeral parlour guests invited Mourning poorly worn by all Old and mouldy words of passion Savage Rose destroyed them all Wrote her fate"

A Dream In Ev'ry Home - Procol Harum

"Remember when you felt it first? The bitter taste of love The hand that reached inside your purse The fist inside the glove Remember how it felt to be The only one who cared You peeked behind the"

A dream in ev'y home - Procol Harum

"Remember when you felt it first? The bitter taste of love The hand that reached inside your purse The fist inside the glove Remember how it felt to be The only one who cared You peeked behind the open"

A Whiter Shade Of Pale - Procol Harum

"We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kind of seasick The crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away When we called out"

Dog Baby - Tim Dog

"Huh...yeah... Comin back with that East Coast flavor... 1994...yeah... Mista Busta, where you at? Can't scrap a lick, hey yo those rhymes is whack You need to keep yo corny ass at makin beef You be soundin"

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