#
Название
Альбом
Текст песни
Oh my heart is beating wildly and it's all because you're here
When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near
Every femme that flutters by me is a flame that must be fanned
When I can't fondle the hand I'm fond of, I fondle the hand at hand
My heart's in a pickle, it's constantly fickle and not too partic'lar I fear
Чтобы увидеть полный текст,
Волна по треку
Похожие по звучанию треки из нашей коллекции
