Metal Urbain - Panik - French Punk 1977 - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

French Kisses - Jentina

"Oh-oh-ohhhhh (French Kisses) Oh-oh-ohhhhh Oh-oh-ohhhhh (Kisses) (Kisses) (French Kisses) There's something about him I gazed across a crowded room My heart has spoken, I made the first move, There was"

French Cigarettes - Smoother

"French cigarettes will never kill me (X4) She's giving me good vibrations (X2) Let's get carried away The moon is full And the drinks cool Everybody's wound I am falling for you Jack came up from Arizona Brought"

French Kiss - Otilia

"I'm on your list I love the french kiss .take me to Paris Is written on your lips Take me to Paris ...what is wrong with this? Je suis une personaje qui toujour voullu aller Je suis le caracter qui toujour"

French Bourree - Rage

"I wanna go, long time ago It was the time when all the ladies used to show They saved a dance for their heart's gentleman They're waiting for the time and saved the day For the french bourree Give me a"

French Kissing - Sarah Connor

"Come on, you say you love me I make you believe that it's love you receive Like a thief I just take what I need And when we're going tonight Just an ordinary evening I hear voices from the ceiling And"

French Perfume - Great Big Sea

"It's of a bold young smuggler From Fortune he did sail He rode the waves from St. Pierre And never saw the jail He filled her up with contraband Perfume, smokes and rum He hoped the fog was thick enough To"

Fake French - Le Tigre

"I've got - the new sincerity. I've got - a secret vocabulary. I've got - MIDI in, out, thru. I've got - dialectical sprecstimme. I've got - herm choreography. I've got - a conceptual stunt double. I've"

French Connection - Mr. Pookie

"(mr. pookie) Pullin' up at tha club in a 67 'lac Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a sack We were rollin like some macs, peepin all foes I got to valet, my baby, cause she sittin on some all"

French Connection - Mr Pookie

"(Mr. Pookie) Pullin' up at tha club in a 67 'lac Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a sack We were rollin like some macs, peepin all foes I got to Valet, my baby, cause she sittin on some all"

Frere Jacques ( Eurovision 1977 ) - Anne Marie B

"Frre Jacques, Frre Jacques) (Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?) Frre Jacques, Frre Jacques Rveille-toi, rveille-toi Tu aurais bien mieux faire Que de jouer au grand frre Je ne suis plus une enfant, tu sais"

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