Deleted Scenes The Days of Adderall歌词

You are an immaculate girl, sent from above. You are everything that I want, my love. My heart is filling up. I am alive. A raisin reattached to the vine, Revived. Won't you crawl into my bedbedbedbedbedbed? I will thee wed. You are a miraculous song

She’s got her legs … I’m up … till human race Baltika 9, baltika 9, We got nothing but … minds Things are moving at a natural pace I’m just drunk in a … Baltika 9, baltika 9, … out of time Things are moving at a natural pace Things are moving

Another day, another night got me thinkin' What is it with him, he's naturally moving slow I see him at the corner bar, am I dreamin' Surrounded by friends, it's got to end, I need to know Am I just a night of lust, a lost temptation Is someone like

I'm really tired of my concrete jungle Six days a week is way too much I'm gonna make the great escape Go on a little getaway I'll go get my beat up motor Start it up and head for the green Of endless countrysides And go somewhere I've never been I'l

I just made an appointment For a special rendez-vous To see a man of miracles And all that he can do I checked in at reception Put my hat onto my lap And when he walked in dressed in white I had a heart attack My eyes went ooh My voice just cooed My

I'm in a little bit of trouble And I'm in real deep From the beginning to the end He was no more than a friend to me The thought is makin' me hazy I think I better sit down Cause like the sweetest serenade Bet he knows he's got it made with me Twisti

Little girl, just keep on waiting For that man to give you a life You keep on hoping, so this Prince can save you Keep on dreaming his scandalous lie For your love is he the hero, mmm Does he know that you begging him please Where angels dare, the de

I close my eyes and dream about a sunny holiday I wish that I was beachin' down on Saint Tropez Or sitting in the lobby at the fabulous Pierre With diamonds on my fingers and not a single care Instead I'm on the Avenue where nobody goes With fields o

Three o'clock on a late Sunday morning The candles have burned to their end Found the pictures we've taken And now I'm awaken and Sleep's my invisible friend So I'm staring the hands off my wall clock Seems both of us just hang around Got no one to w