-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
calculate his sums Six-Fingered Man. Can't be bothered to stir himself. Sleeps the whole day long or more. Dreams of someone he adores. Drains one drink and starts to pour. Oh, it's never enough. Oh
-
-
Five men were killed today. Leaving five wives as widows. Six men they tried to kill. Maybe one will live to raise his son I've tried so hard. To tell you what went wrong. Been fighting for so
-
to you. Simple six string music. A ballad or the blues. . No interruptions. >from the telephone. Don't need call waitin. Just you and me alone. . Chorus. And my six string music (six string
-
prfr la six. Un dancing avec des synths o suintait un sax. Tes petites socks. Me mettent en erex. Je sens a si s**. Five easy pisseuse, five easy pisseuse. Des mes cinq petites pisseuses j'ai prfr
-
-
Mister Shylock was stingy. I was miserly too. I was more selfish. And crabby than a shellfish Oh, dear, it's queer. What love can do. I'd give all my possessions. For you I've got five dollars
-
first five nights were such a bore. Just wait for what I've got in store. Nowhere to hide, can't shut the doors. Am I machine or something more?. There must be more to my rotten core. Than a walking
-
Song Five Minutes To Live - Johnny Cash. What all can you give, with five minutes to live?. Hear the tock tick tock of the laughing clock. What can you do or say?. Maybe you oughta pray. But you
-
-
Another morning, such as ordinary day. She's doin' time from nine to five. The hours waste away. There's no escape, She's a part of the bog machine. She's a slave to the suit and tie. Seven days
-
Another morning, such as ordinary day. She's doin' time from nine to five. The hours waste away. There's no escape, She's a part of the bog machine. She's a slave to the suit and tie. Seven days
-
Another birthday, another candle,. Sometimes its hard to handle. The sight of twenty-five. Is it me or do the years just fly And all my friends say. You dont look it. They smile and tell me I
-
Song Five . Singer Dierks Bentley. Back in my day I was always. Cruisin' the road on Sunday. Makin' those tires spin your way. Yeah, it seems like yesterday. We'd go swingin' on the front porch. You
-
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Yahoo!
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
minutes. Five hundred twenty-five thousand journeys to plan. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes. How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?. In truths that she learned. Or in times
