Wednesday 29 August 2007 photo 6/6
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1989. Summer had hit but it was not moving What is it with this town? Every time we win it just feels like losing We were never going to fit in I was a mixed up kid and you were my sanity in a yellow car We dont even have to go far,'cause that song you're playing sounds like peace on the radio.
Annons