, oh, yeah, y-yeah). K-I-S-S-I-N-G (no-oh-oh, woah). All my girls sitting in a tree (ooh, woah-oh, woah-oh, yeah, y-yeah). (TRI. BE, vida loca). Blow a little, blow a little kiss (ha!). Blow a little
There are 8 million stories in the naked city 8 million stories, 8 million stories. 8 million stories, 8 million stories There are 8 million stories in the naked city. Some ice cold and told
trời ơi nghe nó tình. Chorus . Gọi em là em bé vô tri của ai. Gọi em là em bé vô tri của ai. Gọi em là em bé vô tri của ai. Gọi em là em bé vô tri của ai . Của ai anh biết mà.
Bài hát Stories (Radio Version) - Neilio. It's in the stories that we say. Like someone's waiting to be told. The act encompasses the blame. We watch the scenes we live unfold. 2x. We watch the
Talkin' to myself again. Wonderin' if this travelin' is good. Is there somethin' else a' doin'. We'd be doin' if we could But ah, the stories we could tell. And if it all blows up and goes to
to blame. I've lost control again. ♪. I know that I'm a mess. But I ain't trying to be the best. So, whatever's coming next. I better pray. Never said I was an angel. I am damaged all the way. So
come up missin if they didn't have they strap. So why, try to be, like me. Just when you pull back a G and I think I'm Mr. Malik Well if the beat is funkadelic then the tune is right. Mr. Malik and
All it'd take is one flight. We'd be in the same time zone. Looking through your timeline. Seeing all the rainbows, I. I got an idea. And I know that it sounds crazy. I just wanna see ya. Oh, I gotta
Talkin' to myself again. Wonderin' if this traveling is good. Is they're something else a doin'. We'd be doin' if we could. . All the stories we could tell. If it all blows up and goes to hell
Worlds apart. You're standing in front of me. But you're so far. It's getting hard (yeah). To think of the reasons. We stay in the dark. Would it be for the better. If we both just surrender. And let
