March 2008
Some say you're crazy Say that you're no good Say your family's cursed with bad blood I think you're cute and misunderstood And I wouldn't change you if I could Let'em talk you down Call you names My
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard. It's got a groove, it's got a meaning. Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion. Grease is the way we are feeling.
lite rostigt, lappat och tärt. utan mina vänner hade det bara vatt skärvor.
det är påsk och jag saknar pappa!