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eve & yohanna
Fast i Emmaboda forever and ever.
Take care
BCQ
Big day coming you see
And it won't be long
It won't be long
There is something growing in me
Something dying for me
And there can't be two
There can't be two
I hate everything I do
To come on through
I hate everything I do
To come on through
To come on through
There's a big day coming for me
Big day coming you see
And it won't be long
It won't be long
There is something growing in me
Something dying for me
And there can't be two
There can't be two
I hate everything I do
To come on through
I hate everything I do
To come on through
There's a big day coming for me
Big day coming you see
And it won't be long
I hate everything I do
To come on through
I hate everything I do
To come on through
I hate everything I do
I hate everything I do
To come on through
kärlek.
off we go!
That day I'll always remember, yes I will.
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died.
I never got a chance to see him.
Never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama, I'm depending on you, tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Well, well.
Hey Mama, is it true what they say,
that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, bad talk going around town
saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife.
And that ain't right.
HEARD SOME talk about Papa doing some store front preaching.
TalkIN about saving souls and all the time leeching.
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.
Mama just hung her head and said,
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Hey, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Uh!
Hey Mama, I heard Papa call himself a jack of all trade.
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folk say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bill.
Hey Mama, folk say that Papa was never much on thinking.
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth. Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone. (Well, well, well, well)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"I said, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Tack för en fantastisk helg!
Not cool, retard!
De kallar oss hjältar
oh oh oh oh
Im on my way

Pepes Bodega
Here we come!
Remember me?!
Du ska vara den du är
Du ska vara den du är
Du är så vacker som du är
Og att du aldrig kan förstå det
Du är så rå mot dig själv (ah ah)
Ser allt som ingen annan ser
Och du kladdar mer och mer
Så så så vacker utan spackel
Att du inte kan förstå
Ju mer du kladdar
Ju mer du sabbar
Slå dig fri och gå
Du borde tänka mer på ditt inre
Blunda och kjänn efter hur det är
Du, du bär på tvivel
Titta på mig och du ser dig som
Flickan med allt
Så så så vacker utan spackel
Att du inte kan förstå
Ju mer du kladdar
Ju mer du sabbar
Slå dig fri och gå
Så så så vacker utan spackel
Att du inte kan förstå
Ju mer du kladdar
Ju mer du sabbar
Slå dig fri och gå
Du ska vara den du är
Och inte vara som alla andra
Bara vara den du är
Vara den du är
Du är så vacker utan spackel
Att du inte kan förstå
Ju mer du kladdar
Ju mer du sabbar
Slå dig fri och gå
Du är så vacker utan spackel
Att du inte kan förstå
Ju mer du kladdar
Ju mer du sabbar
Slå dig fri och gå
Utgång
Långsam dag
Lång sovmorgon

The last couple of days.
Semestertider
allt som är bra med mig har jag förmågan att glömma bort

men att fira in semestern- det kan jag! haha