Tác giả: Procol Harum
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Giovanni Marradi; Procol Harum
We skipped a light fandango, turned cartwheels 'cross the floor. I was feeling kind of seasick, but the crowd called out for more. The room was humming harder, as the ceiling flew away. When we called out for.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Guns N' Roses
Yeah! Attitude. 'tsa fuckin' attitude. I can't believe what ya say to me. You got some attitude. Inside that bitter brain. There's gotta be a whore. If you don't shut your mouth. You're gonna feel the floor,
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Michael Learns To Rock
I'm on the floor. Countin' one minute more. You want to break the slience. Staring into the night. All alone but that's all right. It's the feeling deep inside I don't like. There is no excuse my friend. For breaking.
Tác giả: Florence Welch & Matt Alchin
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Florence + The Machine
You hit me once, I hit you back. You gave a kick, I gave a slap. You smashed a plate over my head. Then I set fire to our bed. My black eye casts no shadow. Your red eye sees no blame. Your slaps don't.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Mxmtoon
I'm nearing the end of my fourth year. I feel like I've been lacking crying too many tears. Everyone seemed to say it was so great. But did I miss out was it a huge mistake. I can't help the fact I like to be alone. It.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: LeAnn Rimes
Isn't it a gamble. Layin' your heart out on the floor. Nothin' short of a miracle. When you find the one you're looking for. It's another kind of trouble trying to hang on to who you are. When all you wanna do is lose.
Tác giả: Carrie Underwood & Hillary Lindsey & David Garcia
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Carrie Underwood
She's waiting, praying, that he don't drive tonight. She's pacing the floor, she's checking the time. Wondering how the glow with that porch light hasn't gone out. 'Cause it's been on now for three days straight,
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Jakob Dylan
Left turn off a county road. Weather vane is to the north. In the shade of sycamore. Is the house where you were born In the cotton field below. Where tall and mighty, brick and stone. But don't feel like it did.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
7 AM, the usual morning lineup. Start on the chores and sweep 'til the floor's all clean. Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and shine up. Sweep again, and by then it's like 7:15. And so I'll read a book. Or maybe.