Marian: Mama, a man with a suitcase followed me home. Mrs. Paroo: Oh--Who? Marian: I never saw him before. Mrs. Paroo: Did he say anythin'? Marian
-3 GO! Only competition's to chronic gun Going simmalimma tillamimma simmalimma tillamimma It's supersonic! (uh!) It takes one to know one a killer Gunshot (gunshot) Gunshot (gunshot) One less
All Around The World 2:58 Little Willie John (Titus Turner) Recorded NYC Jun 27, 1955 King Single #4818 With Jack Dupree-piano, Mickey Baker-guitar,
you're promises are good And I think I believe More than I thought I could Every time, I'm digging in the dirt, I'm a little less tired, I'm a little less
(spoken) Hit it, Dave. (piano starts) Sing what I sing, sing after me Be my echo if you can be Sing yuck, yuck, yuck (music stops as Telly interrupts
Everyone come behold Christopher Tracy's parade, hey The show will proceed, 'less it should rain strawberry lemonade Hopefully, that will not occur, the
kavaluudelle ymmärtämättömät antoivat; Lalli näki orjan taivaan ja katseensa sokaisi. Pian kirveensä harhailijan
standing, I remember how it felt Two little girls growing out of their training bras This little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws Two girls together, just a little less
with you in the rain hui yi de hua mian The pictures in my memory zai dang zhe qiu qian meng kai shi bu tian While on the swings dreams become less
(Okay) Softly like if I play piano in the dark That's outcast, I'm an outcast (Yup) In this world it's dim and light full of darkness (Yah) How a man
Sightings of shape shifting Dissolved into the darkness A final opinion is of less value The an appreciation of, And tolerance for obscurity Theatrics, all made up and pianos
got her a beer While I mixed that sound on the stage so the band could hear The more I watched her watch me play, the less I thought of to say And when
with us all And you're dancing around and around in the hall You ask about work and you ask about pay They'll tell you they make less than a dollar
Wagner delighted the crowds With their highly original sound The pianos they played are still working But they're both six feet underground They're decomposing composers There's less
blunt my reactions And anyhow you think less When there's less for you to think about A paralyzed puppet sits stiff in the window Grinding his teeth and playing piano
drained my heart of all its love with every sweet caress I keep saying o'er and o'er I don't love you anymore The trouble is I don't love you any less [ piano
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
