I saw the autumn leaves Peel up off the street Take wing on the balmy breeze And sweep you off your feet And you blushed as they scooped you up On sugar
Yeah, rappers, spread your cheeks Pull your panties down, take your wig off Let me see your bald head, that's right I got you on Kodak, your pictures
When I walk up to your door When I walk into your room And open windows Can you hold it in your hand Can you make me understand The tension, the pressure
Well, the actual condition of my mind Is elusive as the answers that I find I keep going through transition, from doubt to indecision It's the actual
She's got friends in high places, her picture's in vogue She's seen at the races and walking the dog She swallows the camera, she follows the press She
I took a look at myself I dropped all my defenses After fooling myself For so long I broke all my habits I gave up my pretences I faced all those things
Suzanne divorced her husband She got the keys to the car and the home But her friends were really his friends No one stops by to see her much anymore
I wanted to find somewhere to hide And I opened up and let those fears inside And I wanted to be anyone else Only to find that there was no one there
The problem isn't the lyrics on the records It's the fear of the white kids liking a black artist But the real problem is the fear of the white girl Falling
Out there (Out there, out there) In the street you know (In the street you know) I'm strugglin' (Strugglin') Trying to survive Out there (Out there,
All my life I keep on searching for that special thing How I've tried to always find a love and understanding To always see the light of day and to know
I know what you're feeling, though we're far apart, I hear you in my heart . . . you know the way, To make this heart rejoice, you always do, I can count
Dies ist Klaus Klaus hat lange Haare. Klaus kennt sich aus - Alter: dreißig Jahre. Dies ist ein Haus hier geht Klaus einmal die Woche rein und wieder
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Suzanne divorced her husband She got the kyes to the car and the home But her friends were really his friends No one stops by to see her much any more
fuzzy voice over the telephone. you know how much i miss you so. i only got 3 more days to get out of this town so i'm coming to see you soon. i never
Dona??t change me Ia??m gonna break if you try Dona??t change you You know the tears Ia??m gonna cry And I sure will Miss us when wea??re gone Youa