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12.02.2010 08:00 - Свети Валентин vs Трифон Зарезан
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ANNIE LENNOX - No More "I Love You"s"

I used to be lunatic
from the gracious days
I used to be woebegone
and so restless nights
My aching heart would bleed
for you to see
Oh but now...
(I don"t find myself bouncing home whistling
buttonhole tunes to make me cry)

No more "I love you"s"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you"s"
Changes are shifting outside the word

(The lover speaks about the monsters)

I used to have demons in my room at night
Desire,despair,desire,so many monsters
Oh but now...
(I don"t find myself bouncing home whistling
buttonhole tunes to make me cry)

*No more "I love you"s"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you"s"
The language is leaving me in silence
No more "I love you"s"
Changes are shifting outside the word


They were being really crazy
They were on the come.
And you know what mammy?
Everybody was being really crazy. Uh huh.
The monsters are crazy.
There are monsters outside.

(Repeat*)

Outside the word

No more "I love you"s"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you"s"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you"s"
Changes are shifting outside the word





THE DOORS - Alabama Song

Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don"t ask why
Oh, don"t ask why

Show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don"t ask why
Oh, don"t ask why

For if we don"t find
The next whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We"ve lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We"ve lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don"t ask why
Oh, don"t ask why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don"t ask why
Oh, don"t ask why

For if we don"t find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We"ve lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why






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