D'yer Mak'er (Bonham/Jones/Page/Plant) Oh oh oh oh oh oh You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh Baby please don't go. Ay ay ay ay ay ay All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay Baby pl
Yeah, Come On... Oh... You don't have to go Oh... You don't have to go Oh... You don't have to go I... All those tears I cry I... All those tears I cry Oh... Baby please don't go Well I read the letter you wrote me (?) And I read the words that it sh
A chantar m'er de so qu'eu no voleria, tant me rancur de lui cui sui amia; car eu l'am mais que nuilla ren que sia: vas lui no'm val merces ni cortesia ni ma beltatz, ni mos pretz, ni mos sens; c'atressi'm sui enganad' e trahïa Com degr' esser, s'eu
Dicker Bauch - sie sagt, das Kind sei von ihm Dabei waren sie doch Wochen getrennt Er nickt sie ab, die Hochzeit in weiß Weil selbst die Mutter ihn einen Feigling nennt Was ist hier los? Jeder will was von ihm Das Finanzamt, der Chef und die Bank Er