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Taxi bis
15/06/2005 16:34
Asked a girl what she wanted to be
She said baby, can't you see
I wanna be famous, a star on the screen
But you can do something in between
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
I told a girl that my prospects were good
And she said baby, it's understood
Working for peanuts is all very fine
But I can show you a better time
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
Beep beep m'beep beep yeah
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
I told that girl I can start right away
And she said listen baby I've got something to say
I got no car and it's breaking my heart
But I've found a driver and that's a start
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
Beep beep m'beep beep yeah
Beep beep m'beep beep yeah
Beep beep m'beep beep yeah
Beep beep m'beep beep yeah
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Londres
15/06/2005 16:28
Day after day alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round
Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round
And nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round
Oh round, round, round, round, round
And he never listens to them
He knows that they're the fool
They don't like him
The fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round
Oh round, round, round, round, oh
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Beatles
15/06/2005 16:18
The long and winding road that leads to your door
Will never disappear, I've seen that road before
It always leads me here, leads me to your door
The wild and windy night that the rain washed away
Has left a pool of tears crying for the day
Why leave me standing here, let me know the way
Many times I've been alone and many times I've cried
Anyway you'll never know the many ways I've tried
And still they lead me back to the long winding road
You left me standing here a long, long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here, lead me to your door
But still they lead me back to the long winding road
You left me standing here a long, long time ago
Don't keep me waiting here, lead me to your door
Yea, yea, yea, yea...
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londres
15/06/2005 16:02
Là bas même les taxis aiment le Rock
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Jean COCTEAU
15/06/2005 15:37
Si vous passer un jour par Milly la foret, prenez le temps de vous y arrêter.
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