flor curvando a haste. / tia minha, / em pequeno acompanhaste / tu sozinha tu sozinha / tanta dor que dissipaste / tia minha, / cresci, sofri, que contraste! / tia
n'ammuciamu ro' munnu... e nu putemo campari pi comu vulemo tu si luntana pero' tii penzu semprii... piicchii a to' patri nun piaciu nun fazzu pi tia
notte e iu ti stava pinzannu supra u me lettu taliannu na fotografia tu si luntana pero ti penzu sempri picchi a to patri nun piaciu nun fazzu pi tia
Sister, Sister Sister! Sister! (Tia:) I got my own mind (Tamera:) I do my own style in my own time. And now everybody sees how different we have come
[Verse 1:] Ohhhh baby Gonna see one day That I wasn't here to play Shoulda left your mistakes Why you fade away And was it out of spite What you did,
[Verse 1:] I used to pass you by, Now you looking kinda fly When I'm trying to denie this feelingn never saw it coming Boy it's getting me confused [
She traps a Velvet moth between her harmless hands. Then builds an Atrium to perch on her night stand. She lays to watch her fly. Attracted towards
[Verse 1: Jason Fox] I Get It Rocking Like A Boat When I Go Fishing.. A Yo Listen Im The General And Tso Chicken. (Jason Fox) You Can Tell By The Expression
My Aunt Dot left a glock and some blood on my sheets Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets Even though I'm her niece, she copped me a piece
Well help me mama, for I have grinned Save me daddy where I'm goin' Call out to me from the ages beyond How to remember how to be good? How to continue
Old Deacon Splivin, his flock was givin' the way of livin' right, yes Said he, "No wingin', no ragtime singin', tonight", yes Up jumped Aunt Hagar and
Go tell Aunt Rhodie Go tell Aunt Rhodie Go tell Aunt Rhodie That the old gray goose is dead The one she's been saving The one she's been saving The one
Okay, remember Okay, remember That we have just allowed half an hour To get in, do it and get out The sense of adventure Is changing to danger The signal
AUNT RHODY Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, Go tell Aunt Rhody that the old gray goose is dead. The one she's been saving to make a feather bed
Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, the old grey goose is dead. The one she's been saving, the one she's been saving, the one
I know this girl she's not too bright But she's educated in bed all right She's made seduction a work of art A PhD with her legs apart She's got dreamy