Cibo Matto - Would i be the one

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Would I be the one to bring back the tears from your eyes?
Would I be the one to bring back the tears?
Would I be the one to bring back?
Would I be the one to bring back the tears from your eyes?

Is it what I want to scrape off the juice from your boots now?
Is it what I want to scrape off the juice from you?

Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?

Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?

Is it what I want to scrape off the juice from your boots?
Is it what I want to scrape off the juice?
Is it what I want to scrape off?
Is it what I want to scrape off the juice from your boots?

Is it what I want to be had like a bull by the horns now?
Is it what I want to be had like a bull?
Is it what I want to be had like?
Is it what I want to be had like a bull by the horns?

Is it what I want?
Is it what I want?
Is it what I want?
Is it what I want?

Is it what I want?
Is it what I want?

Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?

Would I be the one?
Would I be the one?

Inne utwory

  • Birthday cake
  • Spoon
  • Clouds
  • Sunday part II
  • Blue train
  • Lindy-Lou
  • Moonchild
  • Le pain perdu
  • King of silence
  • Welcome to the jungle
  • The candy man
  • Sugar water
  • Karma
  • Speechless
  • The look of love
  • Backseat
  • Apple
  • Theme
  • Artichoke

    • Losowe utwory

    Money, cash, hoes

    [Jay-Z:]

    Turn the lights all the way
    Turn the lights all the way down
    What Uhhuh Yeah
    (Uhh)
    Come on
    Big flow
    (GGRRRRRR)
    Come on yeah come on

    Yo Yo J-A-Y, I flow sick
    Fuck all y all haters blow dick
    I spits the game for those that throw bricks...

    Love & fingers

    Mother s boy
    small and shy

    he s a boy in the cage
    a man of middle age
    wow, I think he looks like his mother

    all his life a fashion show
    a hard man s job - oh no
    with...

    The orphan

    The calloo s spirits are low
    Swimming on the chill water
    But the orphan s are lower
    Walking down the village street.

    The sparrow s belly is chill
    Sitting on the icy bough
    But my belly is more chill
    As I step from glade to glade.

    The dove s heart is cold
    As it pecks the village rick
    But I...

    Ah may the red rose live always

    Ah, may the red rose live always,
    To smile upon earth and sky!
    Why should the beautiful ever weep?
    Why should the beautiful die?

    Lending a charm to ev ry ray
    That falls on her cheeks of light,
    Giving the zephyr kiss for kiss,
    And nursing the dewdrop bright.

    Ah!...

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