pack up my trunk, and make ma git away. . SaintLouis woman wid her diamon' rings. Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings. 'Twern't for powder an' her store-bought hair. De man she love wouldn't
Bài hát Symphony - Clean Bandit, Zara Larsson. I've been hearing symphonies. Before all I heard was silence. A rhapsody for you and me. And every melody is timeless. Life was stringing me along. Then
One two three four. (Ooh oh) (Ooo ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick). Well way up north where the air gets cold. There's a tale about Christmas. That you've all been told. And a real famous cat
gonna stare you down. You cook much better on a lower flame. You burn much better when the sun goes down And heaven can wait. But you ought to be a saint. I've got your very best intentions. Helping
