Тексты песен De-Phazz

Mix it right, shake it up Be sure to serve it in a cup Mix it right it's in your hands To try to find the smoothest blend Mix it right, shake it up Crush some ice, cherry on the top E

What an affair That keeps me longing For someone there, for someone new You were so good In doing the wrong thing Now I'll be good in being untrue I've bad my share Of lazy lov

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Quand l'amour se met à battre la cadence Ll n'est plus question de contenance Écoute bien le conseil de shéhérazade: Amour qui n'souffre pas est plaisir bien fade Shéhérazade m'as raconté cette nuit L

Zuerst war ich der detektiv der niemals schlief, der niemal schlief keine spur war mir zu heiss wir tanzten auf dem eis waren beide schuldig irgendwie mal wieder ohne alibi was erst nur

I've got a sparkling pair of eyes Especially the right It was designed to turn around And watch me from inside My brain's a wonderful creation Well connected to my head God gave me sweet imagination I

- And I say you shouldn't. Mama is going to work now and I don't want no swingin' in here while I'm gone. - Listen, Mama don't allow no swingin' and... - Yeah, all right, no swingin', Ma - That's righ

You might just be a poor tailor's lazy son I don't mind, rub the lamp and the show goes on I can make you travel in time and space I can change your sex, I can change your race You m

Lookin' at the sun, lookin' down on me Lookin' at the sun setting me free Lookin' at the sun lookin' down on me Shining down on me... Lookin' at the sun, lookin

- Why, Lucy, your eyes are filled with tears? - My heart is strained with bloodness Oh look, the orchestra is getting ready, dance with me, George! Check the scene outside of Medellin. Make a fu

Silky, silky dreams Shady, shady schemes A nightmare is my way To get prepared for the day Silky, silky dreams Hazy, hazy schemes On any other day I would have turned And walked away On any

Walking down a foggy London street one day Listenin' to the rhythm of my feet Everything in my life was going O. K. I bad some extra money, and all my bills Were paid Should I stash this e

Sometimes, 'bout every twenty years It comes, and everyone's in fear We pray, and hope we will survive If they don't like me then I die No, I ain't talkin' 'bout sty

Mmh, you're sticking to my finger Mmh, you smell like used before Mmh, your skin to me tastes rotten Let me lick a little more First time we walked the junkyard you said the magic words, lo

Time to change my direction Maybe I? I will forget That soutbern beritage that makes me strong But the spirits tell me It's time to jet Cause the spirits move me The spirit moves me back

What is that you want from me, What is it that you all just can't see, You don't like the person who is loving me, Leave me alone get a life of your own. Let me be< oh please let me b

I wanna have sunday or monday I wanna have jewels on my jeans My guitar sounds like a nightingale I wanna travel without fear I wanna be light as a black glove I wanna look into your crazy eyes

It's a word in a rhyme, a letter in a slot A ghost in a closet, wing in the sky It's a stiched bead in the sand A golden ring on your left hand It's a bag over my head A sparrow i

When I was born You were a sapling on the lawn And as I grew, You developed, too Strong limbs that I liked to tease Would billow in the breeze, Intoxicating bees Oh and in your shade, I was