Sang by Julian When I'm with you, I'm the ocean, float within me. When I look at you your brilliant smile stops time, intoxicates me. I can't lose myself
When Marilyn Monroe woke up in heave, she had everything she'd need for the perfect day, the perfect man takes her walking where no-one can stare. She
I's OK, It's OK, I promise I'll stay. Turn down the lights, I'll sit with you, we'll talk like we're friends. Tell me where this troubled love began.
Animal nuzzles up to my shoulder. Sweats and grunts and pushes me over. With its musty mane in my eyes I'm closed off and protected. Inside sleep together
He's not falling, simply waiting, fading at the edges. Sitting back, thinking that there's little point in moving. He smiles, says his stars are friendly
All that was gold has lost its shine. All that was sure has become obscured. Yes there was autumn, burnished and sleek. Fit for smiling, winged gliding
Thrilled to be in the same post code as you I tell you things I know you'd like to know Treat you to cake every night Suddenly talk and it'll make you
(Count is playing ominous music on a piano) Cookie: Hey Count, Count, woah, stop playing Count: Ahh, Cookie Monster Cookie: Well, well, well... Count
He be getting out of the, getting out of the kitchen When he's finally heard enough of your bitching Time to drink all your booze [Incomprehensible] So
I am the god of fuck I am the god of fuck Virgins sold in quantity Herded by heredity Redneck burnout, Mid-West mind Who said date rape isn't kind?
Cups and cakes cups and cakes Oh what good things mother makes You've got to take tea won't you take it with me What a gay time it will be Cups and cakes
I'm told my idea of seduction is a bit passe' I hear you like to try it so I'll try it anyway I would try anything I swear I'd try it here and now I might
saas hai Bujhti nahi hai, Kya pyaass hai Kya nasha es pya ro kya Mujpe sanam , Chaane laga Koina Jaane, Kyun Chain Hota Hai Kya Karoon haye, Kuch Kuch
My oh my oh my Do you really have to cry? Crying like a summer rain Lady let me ease your pain. Why oh why oh why Don't you spread your winds and fly
Intro: We got it, we got it, we got it going on, and yo we got it, we got it, now march to the drums, YO Verse I We got it going on, 300 million strong
Here we go, the table's set, baby My oven is hot Come on get some in Martika's kitchen, baby You bring the noise and I'll bring the smile It's been so
Yankee Cake I can feel you, sick and demented The knife is twisting in my back And you call yourself a fucking friend Now this time, i'm beside