Тексты песен The Monkees

Look out, here comes tomorrow That's when I'll have to choose How I wish I could borrow Someone else's shoes Mary (Mary) oh what a sweet girl Lips like strawberry pie Sandra, the long hair and pig tai

Riu riu chiu , la guarda ribera; Dios guardo el lobo de nuestra cordera, Dios guardo el lobo de neustra cordera. El lobo rabioso la quiso morder, Mas Dios poderoso la supo defender; Quisola hazer que

Salesman, where you gonna go? To sell all your of your goods today Salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way Well salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you w

With his fool's gold stacked up all around him From a killing in the market on the war The children left King Midas there, as they found him In his counting house where nothing counts but more CHORUS: