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ShootingShark
Fri 16 Jan 2009 18:03
Hehe jasså.
Jag önskar jag kunde säga att den låten är bra... Det måsta fan va den enda Kim Wilde låten jag inte tål. xD
Jag önskar jag kunde säga att den låten är bra... Det måsta fan va den enda Kim Wilde låten jag inte tål. xD
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david spak
Wed 14 Jan 2009 18:13
Troligtvis pga. den här meningen "Looking out a dirty old window."
JeppeThaGolfer
Mon 8 Dec 2008 07:29
Looking out a dirty old window.
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by.
I sit here
alone and I wonder why.
Friday night and everyone's moving.
I can feel the heat but
it's soothing.
Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town.
Down town the
young ones are going.
Down town the young ones are growing.
We're the kids in
America.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the music-go-round.
Bright ligths the music get faster.
Look boy, don't check on your watch, not another
glance.
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance.
Hot-shot, give me no problems.
Much later baby you'll be saying never mind.
You know life is cruel, life is never kind.
Kind hearts don't make a new story.
Kind hearts don't grab any glory.
We're
the kids in America.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the
music-go-round.
Come closer, honey that's better.
Got to get a brand new
experience.
Feeling right.
Oh don't try to stop baby.
Hold me tight.
Outside a new day is dawning.
Outside Suburbia's sprawling everywhere.
I don't want to go
baby.
New York to East California.
There's a new wave coming I warn you.
We're
the kids in America.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the
music-go-round.
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by.
I sit here
alone and I wonder why.
Friday night and everyone's moving.
I can feel the heat but
it's soothing.
Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town.
Down town the
young ones are going.
Down town the young ones are growing.
We're the kids in
America.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the music-go-round.
Bright ligths the music get faster.
Look boy, don't check on your watch, not another
glance.
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance.
Hot-shot, give me no problems.
Much later baby you'll be saying never mind.
You know life is cruel, life is never kind.
Kind hearts don't make a new story.
Kind hearts don't grab any glory.
We're
the kids in America.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the
music-go-round.
Come closer, honey that's better.
Got to get a brand new
experience.
Feeling right.
Oh don't try to stop baby.
Hold me tight.
Outside a new day is dawning.
Outside Suburbia's sprawling everywhere.
I don't want to go
baby.
New York to East California.
There's a new wave coming I warn you.
We're
the kids in America.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the
music-go-round.
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
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