Maandag 23 maart 2009
Mademoiselle De Paris (German Version)
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Mademoiselle De Paris
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Zondag 22 maart 2009
L'isola Che Non C'è
L'isola Che Non C'è
Composer(s): Edoardo Bennato
First release by: Edoardo Bennato - 1980
Seconda stella a destra
questo è il cammino
e poi dritto fino al mattino
poi la strada la trovi da te
porta all'isola che non c'è
Forse questo ti sembrerà un strano
ma la ragione ti ha un po' preso la mano
Ed ora sei quasi convinto che
non può esistere un'isola che non c'è
E a pensarci, che pazzia
è una favola, è solo fantasia
e chi è saggio, chi è maturo lo sa
non può esistere nella realtà!
Son d'accordo con voi
non esiste una terra
dove non ci son santi né eroi
e se non ci son ladri
e se non c'è mai la guerra
forse è proprio l'isola che non c'è
... che non c'è
E non è un'invenzione
e neanche un gioco di parole
se ci credi ti basta perché
poi la strada la trovi da te
Son d'accordo con voi
niente ladri e gendarmi
ma che razza di isola è?
Niente odio e violenza
né soldati, né armi
forse è proprio l'isola che non c'è
... che non c'è
Seconda stella a destra
questo è il cammino
e poi dritto fino al mattino
non ti puoi sbagliare perché
quella è l'isola che non c'è!
E ti prendono in giro
se continui a cercarla
ma non darti per vinto perché
chi ci ha già rinunciato
e ti ride alle spalle
forse è ancora più pazzo di te!
Zondag 22 maart 2009
Mademoiselle De Paris (French Version)
Mademoiselle De Paris
English Title: Mademoiselle De Paree
Composer(s): Henri Contet; Paul Durand;
Eric Maschwitz; Mitchell Parish
Performer(s): Jacqueline François
On l'appelle Mademoiselle de Paris
Et sa vie c'est un petit peu la nôtre
Son royaume c'est la rue d'Rivoli
Son destin, c'est d'habiller les autres
On dit qu'elle est petite main
Et s'il est vrai qu'elle n'est pas grande
Que de bouquets et de guirlandes
A-t-elle semés sur nos chemins
Refrain:
Elle chante un air de son faubourg
Elle rêve à des serments d'amour
Elle pleure et plus souvent qu'à son tour
Mademoiselle de Paris
Elle donne tout le talent qu'elle a
Pour faire un bal à l'Opéra
Et file, à la porte des Lilas
Mademoiselle de Paris
Il fait beau
Et là-haut
Elle va coudre un coeur à son manteau
Mais le coeur d'une enfant de Paris
C'est pareil aux bouquets de violettes
On l'attache au corsage un sam'di
Le dimanche on le perd à la fête
Adieu guinguette, adieu garçon
La voilà seule avec sa peine
Et recommence la semaine
Et recommence la chanson
Refrain:
Elle chante un air de son faubourg
Elle rêve à des serments d'amour
Elle pleure et plus souvent qu'à son tour
Mademoiselle de Paris
Elle donne un peu de ses vingt ans
Pour faire une collection d'printemps
Et seule s'en va rêver sur un banc
Mademoiselle de Paris
Trois petits tours
Un bonjour
Elle oublie qu'elle a pleuré d'amour
Elle chante et son coeur est heureux
Elle rêve et son rêve est tout bleu
Elle pleure mais ça n'est pas bien sérieux
Mademoiselle de Paris
Elle vole à petits pas pressés
Elle court vers les Champs Elysées
Et donne un peu de son déjeuner
Aux moineaux des Tuileries
Elle fredonne
Elle sourit...
Et voilà Mademoiselle de Paris
Zaterdag 21 maart 2009
Lisbon Antigua
Lisbon Antigua
Composer(s): Amadeu do Vale - José Galhardo
Performer(s): Mitch Miller
and multiple other artists
I gave my heart to you in old Lisbon that night
Under the spell of your charms
I felt your arms hold me so tight
`Twas heaven to find such bliss in each kiss
I lost my heart but I found one so true
In old Lisbon with you
It happened one night in Portugal
Lisbon was gay in the moonlight
The stars were shining above
When I found you, my love
What is this strangeness, this splendor
All this myst'ry that makes me surrender?
Zaterdag 21 maart 2009
Mademoiselle De Paree
Mademoiselle De Paree
French & German Title: Mademoiselle De Paris
Composer(s): Paul Durand; Henri Contet; Eric Maschwitz
Performer(s): Percy Faith
and various other artists
Oh la la, there's Mademoiselle de Paree
Light of heart, fancy free
She's the spirit of Spring in Paris
When you stroll down the Rue de la Paix
On a beautiful morning in May
It is heaven on earth, you'll agree
Just to meet Mademoiselle de Paree
She's got a style, famous in town
Even her smile goes with her gown
Bonjour Mademoiselle, bon appétit (*)
Comme tu es belle, that means you're sweet
She's so chic and adorable
No one think it deplorable
When men all turn around just to see
Mademoiselle de Paree
You bet girls get a kick from her
Learn each cute little trick from her
In their hearts they would all like to be
Mademoiselle de Paree
Light of heart, fancy free
She's the spirit of Spring in Paris
She has clothes with a zing to 'em
She's got curves and they cling to 'em
Sheer silk stockings and shoes number three
Mademoiselle de Paree
When she frowns there's disdain in it
But her smile has champagne in it
She breaks hearts and collects the débris
Mademoiselle de Paree
Oh, la la
Ah, oui oui
So you better look out in Paree
What a style and that smile
I walk a mile, just to see
Mademoiselle de Paree
She's the one girl for me
Mademoiselle de Paree
Vrijdag 20 maart 2009
Lisa, Listen To Me
Lisa, Listen To Me
Composer(s): David Clayton-Thomas - Dick Halligan
Performer(s): Blood, Sweat & Tears
Once a girl I knew, all alone and unprepared
Everyone she knew, runnin' scared
Then she found him or maybe he found her
His were gentle words she had never heard before
He said, "Lisa, listen to me
Don't you know where you belong?
Darling, Lisa, you can tell me...
You've been silent for too long"
Once another man took her on a younger day
All a young girl can do is pray
Then she found him or maybe he found her
His were gentle words she had never heard before
She had never heard before
He said, "Lisa, listen to me
Don't you know where you belong?
Darling, Lisa, you can tell me...
You've been silent for too long"
He said, "Lisa, listen to me
Don't you know where you belong?
Darling, Lisa, you can tell me...
You've been silent for too long"
Then she found him or maybe he found her
His were gentle words she had never heard before
She had never heard before
Vrijdag 20 maart 2009
Madeleine Qu'avait Du Coeur
Madeleine Qu'avait Du Coeur
Composer(s): Raymond Asso; Max d'Yresne
Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Elle avait l'âme sereine
Et des anges la candeur
On l'appelait Madeleine
Elle avait beaucoup de cœur
Déjà, le jour de sa naissance
Il pleuvait, le ciel était bas
Elle eut une bien triste enfance
Car ses parents ne l'aimaient pas
Elle priait avec innocence
Comme ayant l'air de s'excuser
"Mon Dieu pardonnez notre enfance
Et ceux qui nous ont enfantés"
Elle avait l'âme sereine
Et des anges la candeur
On l'appelait Madeleine
Elle avait beaucoup de cœur
En grandissant, cette naïve
Sentit grandir son cœur aussi
Ce sont des choses qui arrivent
Un bon cœur n'est jamais petit
En grandissant cette naïve
Connut des tas, des tas d'amants
Ce sont des choses qui arrivent
Quand on a le cœur aussi grand
D'amour, son âme était pleine
Elle était toute de candeur
On l'appelait Madeleine
Elle avait beaucoup de cœur
Elle était frêle et docile
Et ne savait rien refuser
Or elle avait le cœur fragile
Et le cœur s'use à trop aimer
Elle était frêle et docile
Et ne vivait que pour l'amour
Or ce grand cœur qu'était fragile
Il s'est arrêté pour toujours
Sonnez cloches, Ding dong daine
Nuit du ciel fanent les fleurs
Elle est morte, Madeleine
D'une maladie de cœur
Donderdag 19 maart 2009
Lisa Says
Lisa Says
Composer(s): Lou Reed
Performer(s): The Velvet Underground
Lisa says that it's allright
When she meets me alone at night
Lisa says that she has a fun
And she'll do it with just about anyone
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says that she's on the run
Looking for a special one
Lisa says that every time she makes his trip
She knows her heart will beat
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Looking for a part and some action
Going to make it feel okay
But what do you find
When the time has come on, now
Look at it run
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says ...
Donderdag 19 maart 2009
Madeleine (Jacques Brel)
Madeleine
Italian Title: Maddalena
Composer(s): Jacques Brel; Jean Corti; Gérard Jouannest
Originally performed by: Jacques Brel
Covered by various other artists
Ce soir j'attends Madeleine
J'ai apporté du lilas
J'en apporte toutes les semaines
Madeleine elle aime bien ça
Ce soir j'attends Madeleine
On prendra le tram trente-trois
Pour manger des frites chez Eugène
Madeleine elle aime tant ça
Madeleine c'est mon Noël
C'est mon Amérique à moi
Même qu'elle est trop bien pour moi
Comme dit son cousin Joël
Ce soir j'attends Madeleine
On ira au cinéma
Je lui dirai des "je t'aime"
Madeleine elle aime tant ça
Elle est tellement jolie
Elle est tellement tout ça
Elle est toute ma vie
Madeleine que j'attends là
Ce soir j'attends Madeleine
Mais il pleut sur mes lilas
Il pleut comme toutes les semaines
Et Madeleine n'arrive pas
Ce soir j'attends Madeleine
C'est trop tard pour le tram trente-trois
Trop tard pour les frites d'Eugène
Et Madeleine n'arrive pas
Madeleine c'est mon horizon
C'est mon Amérique à moi
Même qu'elle est trop bien pour moi
Comme dit son cousin Gaston
Mais ce soir j'attends Madeleine
Il me reste le cinéma
Je lui dirai des "je t'aime"
Madeleine elle aime tant ça
Elle est tellement jolie
Elle est tellement tout ça
Elle est toute ma vie
Madeleine qui n'arrive pas
Ce soir j'attendais Madeleine
Mais j'ai jeté mes lilas
Je les ai jetés comme toutes les semaines
Madeleine ne viendra pas
Ce soir j'attendais Madeleine
C'est fichu pour le cinéma
Je reste avec mes "je t'aime"
Madeleine ne viendra pas
Madeleine c'est mon espoir
C'est mon Amérique à moi
Sûr qu'elle est trop bien pour moi
Comme dit son cousin Gaspard
Ce soir j'attendais Madeleine
Tiens le dernier tram s'en va
On doit fermer chez Eugène
Madeleine ne viendra pas
Elle est tellement jolie
Elle est tellement tout ça
Elle est toute ma vie
Madeleine qui ne viendra pas
Demain j'attendrai Madeleine
Je rapporterai du lilas
J'en rapporterai toute la semaine
Madeleine elle aimera ça
Demain j'attendrai Madeleine
On prendra le tram trente-trois
Pour manger des frites chez Eugène
Madeleine elle aimera ça
Madeleine c'est mon espoir
C'est mon Amérique à moi
Tant pis si elle est trop bien pour moi
Comme dit son cousin Gaspard
Demain j'attendrai Madeleine
On ira au cinéma
Je lui dirai des "je t'aime"
Madeleine elle aimera ça
Woensdag 18 maart 2009
Lisa Is Lisa
Lisa Is Lisa
((Adapted from: I'm Not Lisa (by Jessi Colter) - 1975))
Composer(s): Jessi Colter - Nelly Byl
Performer(s): Ann Christy - 1976
Lisa is Lisa
Maar ik ben anders
Lisa is Lisa
Maar ik ben Ann
Lisa kan zingen
Zoals geen ander
Maar ik doe dingen
Die zij niet kan
Je kan ons beiden
Niet vergelijken
Want zij is donker
En ik wat blonder
Ze was jouw ideaal
Maar ik deel jou bestaan
En als je wenst
Dat ik bij jou blijf
Praat, praat asjeblieft
Niet over Lisa
Lisa, in het leven
Moet je soms kiezen
Omdat je alles
Niet krijgen kan
Lisa is Lisa
Maar ik ben anders
Lisa is Lisa
En ik ben Ann
Woensdag 18 maart 2009
Madeleine (Francis Cabrel)
Madeleine
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Madeleine, trop de peine
Il faudrait qu'elle oublie
Ces amours lointaines
Qui reviennent chaque nuit
Quand Madeleine dort
Sur sa chevelure d'or... fanée
Un soleil lourd de silence
Écrase l'alentours
Nulle fleur ne danse
Entre les dalles de la cour
Où Madeleine marche
Dans sa robe de patriarche... froissée
La voix d'un homme dans ses yeux
Lui dit que ce n'était qu'un jeu
Qu'ils rebâtiront leur bonheur
Et qu'un enfant brûlera leur cœur
Que la vie pourra repartir
Qu'on balayera les souvenirs
Tout comme autrefois
Alors le temps pour sourire
Elle fuit sa prison
Pour briser dans son délire
Les chaînes du pardon
Et Madeleine rit
Comme si tout était fini... passé
La voix d'un homme dans ses yeux
Lui dit que ce n'était qu'un jeu
Qu'ils rebâtiront leur bonheur
Et qu'un enfant brûlera leur cœur
Que la vie pourra repartir
Qu'on balayera les souvenirs
Tout comme autrefois
Mais d'autres matins viendront
Rallumer sa blessure
Qu'elle cache derrière sa longue
Robe de bure
Et Madeleine sait
Qu'elle n'en finira jamais... jamais
Et c'est bien trop de peine
Trop pour sœur Madeleine
Et c'est bien trop de peine
Trop pour sœur Madeleine
Et c'est bien trop de peine
Trop pour sœur Madeleine
Dinsdag 17 maart 2009
Lisa
Lisa
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Lisa nos barques en papier
Dans le grand bassin bleu
Tes premiers pinceaux de noir pour les yeux
Tu disais souvent "on vivra ailleurs"
Je courais me cacher
Quand je voulais que tu pleures
Quelques hommes jouent encore
Comme des enfants cruels
Ce soir Odessa s'endort sous le ciel
Lisa c'est partout les mêmes
Les fumées des avions
T'es juste du mauvais côté de l'horizon
Les seuls trains qui partent
Sont des trains de banlieue
T'as beau tendre tes mains
Y a tout ce vide au milieu
Et tes chansons retombent
Aux pianos des hôtels
Pendant qu'Odessa s'endort sous le ciel
Il me reste le nom que tu portes
J'imagine le son de ta voix
Un beau jour c'est certain tu t'envoleras
Lisa des soldats surveillent
Les camions de courrier
Tes mots en reviennent tout déshabillés...
Quelques hommes jouent encore
Comme des enfants cruels
Sans doute Odessa s'endort sous le ciel
Il me reste le nom que tu portes
J'imagine le son de ta voix
Un beau jour c'est certain tu t'envoleras
Lisa, accrochée aux ailes
Des oiseaux dissidents
Dinsdag 17 maart 2009
Madeira, M'dear
Madeira, M'dear
Composer(s): Michael Flanders; Donald Swann
Performer(s): Flanders & Swann; The Limeliters
She was young, she was pure, she was new, she was nice
She was fair, she was sweet seventeen
He was old, he was vile and no stranger to vice
He was base, he was bad, he was mean
He had slyly enveigled her up to his flat
To view his collection of stamps
And he said as he hastened to put out the cat
The wine, his cigar and the lamps
"Have some Madeira, m'Dear!
You really have nothing to fear
I'm not trying to tempt you, that wouldn't be right
You shouldn't drink spirits at this time of night
Have some Madeira, m'Dear!
It's so very much nicer than beer
I don't care for sherry and cannot drink stout
And port is a wine I can well do without
It's simply a case of "chacun a son gout"
Have some Madeira, m'Dear!"
Unaware of the wiles of the snake in the grass
And the fate of the maiden who topes
She lowered her standards by raising her glass
Her courage, her eyes and his hopes
She sipped it, she drank it, she drained it, she did
And quietly he filled it again
And he said as he secretly carved one more notch
On the butt of his gold-handled cane
"Have some Madeira, m'Dear!
I've got a small cask of it here
And once it's been opened, you know it won't keep
Do finish it up, it will help you to sleep
Have some Madeira, m'Dear!
It's really an excellent year
Now if it were gin, you'd be wrong to say yes
The evil gin does would be hard to assess
Besides it's inclined to affect my prowess
Have some Madeira, m'Dear!"
Then there flashed though her mind what her mother had said
With her antepenultimate breath
"Oh my child, should you look at the wine which is red
Be prepared for a fate worse than death!"
She let go her glass with a shrill little cry
Crash! Tinkle! It fell to the floor
When he asked "What in Heaven?", she made no reply
Up her mind, and a dash for the door
"Have some Madeira, m'Dear!"
Rang out down the hall, loud and clear
A tremulous cry that was filled with despair
As she paused to take breath in the full midnight air
"Have some Madeira, m'Dear!"
The words seemed to ring in her ear
Until the next morning, she woke up in bed
With a smile on her lips, an ache in her head
And a beard in her earhole that tickled and said
"Have some Madeira, m'Dear!"
Maandag 16 maart 2009
Liquor To Like Her
Liquor To Like Her
Composer(s): Tom Hemby - Paul Overstreet
Performer(s): Hank Williams Jr.; Pete Schlegel
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine
She wants to tell me where to go
Tell me what to do
Tell me what to eat
And how loud I can chew
She even wants to tell me
What thoughts I oughta think
It used to drive me crazy
Till it drove me to drink
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine
Well shes such a pretty thing
You'd think shes heaven sent
She's the quarrelsome kind
Love's an argument
She could yell all day
She can scream all night
I just sit there smilin
As high as a kite
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drinking all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine
This drinking buddy of mine
Said he met a girl
Said she was the meanest
Woman in the world
I saw her pretty picture
I said man your poking fun
Then the day I met her
I said pour me one
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
That's why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine
You may look down your nose at me
Think I'm an old sorry
Son of a bean
The only way I'm giving up
My drinking glass is if I can
Find a way to get her off my back
Spoken: Your wife's on the phone.
Little brown jug upon my lips
Your saving our love
With every sip
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine
Every time I get sober
She drives me out of my mind
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine
But when I'm liquored up
Hell I love her
Maandag 16 maart 2009
Made You
Made You
Composer(s): John Barry; Trevor Peacock
Performer(s): Adam Faith
I saw you sitting there so cool
Like you just come home from school
Looking such a pretty sight
Like a stick of dynamite
Sitting on a coffee bar stool
You're a gasser that's a fact and I never can relax until I've made you
I feel such a crazy clown
You're the biggest thing in town
Come on honey isn't fair
Never getting anywhere
How do I melt you down
You're a gasser that's a fact and I never can relax until I've made you
I'm not giving up the chase
I don't want to lose this case
Every time I make a play
Baby you just run away
I never make first basev
You're a gasser that's a fact and I never can relax until I've made you
Zondag 15 maart 2009
Lipstick, Powder And Paint
Lipstick, Powder And Paint
Composer(s): Jesse Stone
First release by: Joe Turner - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists
Lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
is you is, or is you ain't
There goes my baby up a tree
a-giggling and a wiggling her toes at me
Let me put my glasses on
Haven't had such fun since she's been gone
Lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
is you is, or is you ain't
Hound dog scratching fleas
looking like she's in love with me
Licks my hand everywhere I go
I wish my baby loved me so
Lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
is you is, or is you ain't
Taller than the barnyard, ten feet high
hide me till your man pass by
Don't you sneeze and don't you cough
If you get dusty, I'll brush you off
Lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
is you is, or is you ain't
What kind of love is that you make
the world starts a-trembling and the building shakes
so love me, hug me once again
let the roof and the walls come tumbling in
Lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
is you is, or is you ain't
Lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
lipstick powder and paint
is you is, or is you ain't
Lipstick, powder and paint
Zondag 15 maart 2009
Made In Spain
Made In Spain
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Porque somos unos moros
made in Spain
nos gustan muchos los toros
made in Spain
a España viene el turismo
made in Spain
yo me largo por lo mismo
made in Spain
Ahorre usted, piense en mañana
made in Spain
no te vayas a Alemania
made in Spain
Hacen falta más divisas
made in Spain
menos penas, más sonrísas
sonría por favor
Ya se puede ir al cine
made in Spain
ya no cortan Tom y Jerry
made in Spain
Viva el "plan de desarollo"
made in Spain
es verdad que "no" es un rollo
made in Spain
El pueblo está muy contento
made in Spain
con el fútbol y un "seiscientos"
made in Spain
Ganaremos más pesetas
made in Spain
si vendemos panderetas
made in Spain
Tu piso está pagado
made in Spain
cuando ya estés enterrado
made in Spain
la amiguita enjoyada
made in Spain
Y me gusta el vino tinto
made in Spain
como el rey don Carlos Quinto
made in Spain
Y ésta es una españolada
made in Spain
que no significa nada
made in Spain
Zaterdag 14 maart 2009
Lipstick On Your Collar
Lipstick On Your Collar
Composer(s): George Goehring - Edna Lewis
First release by: Connie Francis - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1959 - Tusind Skøre Tanker (by Grethe & Jørgen Ingmann)
1960 - Rossetto Sul Colletto (by Mina)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When you left me all alone at the record hop
Told me you were goin' out for a soda pop
You were gone for quite a while, half an hour or more
You came back and man oh man this is what I saw
Lipstick on you collar told a tale on you
Lipstick on you collar said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through
Cuz lipstick on you collar told a tale on you, yeah
You said it belonged to me, made me stop and think
Then I noticed yours was red, mine was baby pink
Who walked in but Mary Jane, lipstick all a mess
Were you smoochin' my best friend, if the answer's yes
Lipstick on you collar told a tale on you
Lipstick on you collar said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through
Cuz lipstick on you collar told a tale on you, boy
Told a tale on you, man
Told a tale on you, yeah
Zaterdag 14 maart 2009
Made In Paris
Made In Paris
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David
Performer(s): Trini Lopez
When there's a moon above
It is something to see how the fellas follow the girls
They're all in search of love
There isn't a lover, who doesn't discover
That if it's made in Paris
You can bet that there is a girl for every boy
Dreams are made in Paris every night
They come true, can't you hear, Paris calling you
The girls are everywhere
The scent of their perfume is meant to go right to your head
So don't just sit and stir
If the fun and the laughter, the good times you're after
Can just be made in Paris
If you don't know how to speak French, she'll understand
Love is made in Paris every night
Rain or shine, go get yours, I've got mine
Find your dream! Find your love!
I've got mine! Go get yours!
If it's made in Paris
If you don't know how to speak French, she'll understand
Love is made in Paris every night
Rain or shine, go get yours, I've got mine
Find your dream! Find your love! I've got mine!
Go get yours!
Vrijdag 13 maart 2009
Lips Of Wine
