Irving Berlin lyrics
Irving Berlin lyrics
"You Cant Get A Man With A Gun Lyrics"
Comida China Lyrics
Y sin saber porque, Me quedo viendo el sol caer... Otra vez El dia termino; manana sea un dia igual Un domingo con periodicos normal. No connectaba con tanta comida china. Y
Y sin saber porque, Me quedo viendo el sol caer... Otra vez El dia termino; manana sea un dia igual Un domingo con periodicos normal. No connectaba con tanta comida china. Y
ANNIE OAKLEY:
Oh my Mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say,
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be am out in the cactus and I practice all day,
And now tell me what have I got.
I'm quick on the trigger with targets not much bigger
Than a pen point, I'm number one.
But my score with a feller is lower than a cellar-
Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
When I'm with
Ik Zie Jou Ogen Lyrics
IK ZIE JOU OGEN VOOR MIJ: ik zie jou ogen voor mij, ze keken altijd klaar en blij dat blijft me bij. ik zal jou missen ik zie jou ogen voor mij, en ook al ben ik je nu kwijt toch heb ik spijt,
a pistol IK ZIE JOU OGEN VOOR MIJ: ik zie jou ogen voor mij, ze keken altijd klaar en blij dat blijft me bij. ik zal jou missen ik zie jou ogen voor mij, en ook al ben ik je nu kwijt toch heb ik spijt,
I sparkle like a crystal,
Yes, I shine like the morning sun.
But I lose all my luster
When with a Bronco Buster.
Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
With a gun, with a gun,
No, you can't get a man with a gun.
If I went to battle
With someone's herd of cattle
You'd have steak when the job was done.
But if shot the herder,
They'd holler "bloody murder"
This Is Da Way Lyrics
Tame One] Hah! The former back of the classroom talk-trasher Blastin off at ya without help from NASA, has ta blow a nigga's chest up like asthma with raptures and fresh ass raps from wack
Tame One] Hah! The former back of the classroom talk-trasher Blastin off at ya without help from NASA, has ta blow a nigga's chest up like asthma with raptures and fresh ass raps from wack
And you can't shoot a male
In the tail like a quail
Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
I'm cool, brave and daring
To see a lion glaring
When I'm out with my Remington
But a look from a mister
Will raise a fever blister
Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
The gals with "umbrellars"
Are always out with fellers
In the rain or the blazing sun
But a man never trifles
With gals who carry rifles
Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
With a gun, with a gun,
No, you can't get a man with a gun.
A man's love is mighty
It'll leave him buy a nightie
For a gal who he thinks is fun.
But they don't by pajamas
For Pistol packin' mamas,
And you can't get a hug
From a mug with a slug,
Oh you can't get a man with a gun