Bài hát Joe Le Taxi - Vanessa Paradis. Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. Et la Seine
My brother Jake, hat, shades, head in a daze. My brother Jake, have you thought about changin' your ways?. He goes out, he don't have no doubt. He don't have to know what the world's about. . My
My brother Jake, hat, shades, head in a daze. My brother Jake, have you thought about changin' your ways?. He goes out, he don't have no doubt. He don't have to know what the world's about. . My
I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night. Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead". "I never died" says he. "I never died" says he "The copper bosses killed you, Joe". "They shot
(Verse 1). Stone by Stone. I constructed a cathedral. Stone by stone. built it up and wrecked it down. Stone by stone. everyone is looking to wear the crown. Stone by stone. even thought they
of your positivity, he is of your love. Meet one half of the juggling duo. That is your soul I'm talkin' about. Jake Jeckel Jack throw another, Jake catch one more. They'll try to catch all thats
In the midday sun. They beat on their drums. When Poppa Joe comes to town. With his coconut-rum. They can all have fun. They can drink it. 'Till the sun goes down Poppa Joe just smiles politely
Joe le taxi y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. . Son saxo iavne connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. . Et la Seine et ses ponts qui brillent
' stronger. I know things they can't last much longer. Turn to stone Well, there's a change in the wind. You know the signs don't lie. Such a strange feelin' and I don't know why. It's takin' such a long
' stronger. I know things they can't last much longer. Turn to stone Well, there's a change in the wind. You know the signs don't lie. Such a strange feelin' and I don't know why. It's takin' such a long
There's a boy out 'luma way named Joe Eugene. He's one mellow ass son of a *-a. He loves his wheat grass and cold bean curd. He's one healthy ass sone of a bitch-a. But late at night he
myself. Will the fear disappear, oh no It's like a stone hanging over our heads. Ready to blow. Cos this is our time. You've got to believe. That it's yours and it's mine. You can't close your eyes
