Vertaling: Margo Hennebach. Iets So Special.
Vertaling: Daar's Something About Mary klankbaan. Margo se Wals [Lloyd Cole].
Vertaling: 10cc. Margo wil die Mosterd.
Margo wants the mustard Yeh, she needs a little spice Margo wants the mustard Then she'll spread it on real light Margo wants the mustard She'll never ever stop Margo
Margo wants the mustard Yeh, she needs a little spice Margo wants the mustard Then she'll spread it on her life Margo wants the mustard Yeh, she'll never ever stop Margo
high on Dilauded, Valium, and crystal meth. Harold and Margo, feeling no pain Fifty and crazy, big hair and cocaine. If they call on the phone, tell them I'm not home. That night with Margo
(2x): The British government The British government The British government Has learned That Sadaam Sadam Hussein Recently sought Significant quantities
I'd like to see the bad guys win sometime I'd like to see the bad guys win They act so mean, and they try so hard To get into the trouble they're always
Melon-rising California sun Drifting in a day not yet begun Six o'clock and peaceful and serene Floating in a Technicolor scene Something nearly peaceful
What can I give you? What would make you happy? What can I do? What can I say? To make the bad times go away It's been a long, long time Since I've
I heard pretty love songs coming from an open window today I stopped to listen to the love songs and I had to cry Why didn't I just walk away I knew
Sunday morning Sun shining on your eyes Sleepy face Smiling into mine Sunday morning Lots of time with nothing to do Lots of time to spend with you on
I was thinking of leaving There was no one around here I wanted to know Then I saw someone who happened to remind me of being in the womb a long time
На равные доли мы делим планету, Вместе с тобой, вместе с тобой. Тебе половину, где желтое лето, И берег морской, и берег морской. Где тусклые звёзды,
Here's a little ditty 'bout Homer and Marge Her heart was as big as his stomach was
Bring you a tale from the pastel fields Where we ran when we were young This is a tale from the water meadows Trying to spread some hope into your heart
My hands 're all dirty from working on my little boy's bike The preacher came by and I talked for a minute with him My wife's in the kitchen and Margie