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Lint Of Love - Cibo Matto

"I can't say I'm good at cleaning it, baby The lint of love, it's made of "dust of confusion" You see, the president is in trouble Every cent you make is floating in a bubble My heart's content. I can't"

The look of love - Cibo Matto

"The look of love is in your eyes The look the time can't disguise The look of love, its saying so much more Than just words could ever say And what my heart has heard Well, it takes my breath away I can"

Dream girl - Cibo Matto

"Dream gril, dream girl Dream girl, dream girl Dream girl, dream girl Dream girl, dream girl I'm living in the dream world that you make Every night, everything made of Sweet and pride. I feel so lonely."

Light my fire - Cibo Matto

"Dream gril, dream girl Dream girl, dream girl Dream girl, dream girl Dream girl, dream girl I'm living in the dream world that you make Every night, everything made of Sweet and pride. I feel so lonely."

Birthday Cake - Cibo Matto

"Shut up and eat! Too bad, no bon appetit! Shut up and eat! You know my love is sweet! Yes, I'm cooking for my son and his wife It's his 30th birthday Pour berries into my bowl Add milk of two months ago "It's"

Flowers - Cibo Matto

"I want certain words more than a thousand flowers Memory rubs in my heart like sand on my feet My heart is frozen tonite like blue coral in the sea You are my twilight though not always right You are so"

Backseat - Cibo Matto

"If I turn to the right at the corner, I may find love within a short block. If I turn to the left at the corner, I may find an affair in a long way. I might step on a stone and hurt myself. I might step"

Le Pain Perdu - Cibo Matto

"The sunshine, too light The ocean, too wide I'm sick of your clich?br> The sky is kind Love is blind You can't let go of the lost pain You're in the maze Spending every day I'm in the haze I want the getaway You're"

Sunday Part I - Cibo Matto

"The bomb in my heart is beating me a B note Maybe my ear dirt is cheating on me, yo 'Cuz missin' you on Sunday morning, I need somethin' new It's Sunday morning But nothing helps me... I'm just waiting"

Matto - Anna Oxa

"(I.Fossati) Matto qui in citt che sporche cose fa tutta la notte a bere e all'alba qualcuno inciamper nel mattoche abbraccer l'asfalto di citt brutto brutto affare che la pioggia sistemer matto qui"

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