I think I saw ol' Santa Through my window Christmas eve My eyes were really droopy But I really do believe It must've been ol' Santa 'Cause I saw
I never once backed down from a puch well i take it square on the chin and i found out fast a bully's just that you've got to stand up to him So i
A hundred cups of coffee, Five hundred cigarettes A thousand miles of highway And I ain't forgot her yet But I keep on movin', I keep movin' down
list Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip Such a long sleigh ride from the North Pole And he's already got so many places to go We've got each other
Bells will be ringing the sad, sad news Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues My baby is gone, I have no friends To wish me greetings once again. Choirs
Well, come on everybody, yep Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss I'm-a gonna raise a holler About-a workin' all summer Just to try and earn a dollar Well,
Today, he told he that he loved her Put a ring around her finger And promised her forever, together. Today, she smiled for all the pictures And he was
(B.R. Hanby) Up on the housetop reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down thru the chimney with lots of toys All for the little ones Christmas
I never once, backed down from a punch. I'd take it square on the chin. Well I found out fast a bullys just that and you got to stand up to him. So I
: Arrive gare du nord avec le blues du soir Et la pluie qui remplit mes bottines de desespoir Desormais demuni seul face a mon grand Paris Comme un eclat
Arrive gare du nord avec le blues du soir Et la pluie qui remplit mes bottines de desespoir Desormais demuni seul face a mon grand Paris Comme un eclat
