Jimmy Rowles The Peacocks歌词

Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:The Special Magic of Jimmy Rowles 歌手:Jimmy Rowles 歌曲:Grooveyard

It don't mean a thing If it ain't got that swing (doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah) It don't mean a thing All you got to do is sing (doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah) It makes

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Jimmy Eat World - My Best Theory It's been a long time, so long There's only one life I know (I know) But I have my own mind I'll say so if it seems right Hey-ay Rush out! I see your warm face with the soft mouth But it speaks something else 'Cause I

Jimmy had a polaroid taken in the park when we were young Jimmy had a polaroid, oh yeah we turned a million miles an hour 'til we fell to the ground watched the clouds spin around but he moved a million miles away said it would be okay it's just some

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jimmy eat world - work http://www.xiami.com if you only once would let me only just one time then be happy with the consequence with whatever's gonna happen tonight don't think we're not serious when's it ever not the love we make is killing its take

When I first came to see you I called it Houston street Could we meet? Show me all the things you see? I'm one more here Some old-timer pioneer Who believes with shaken faith I still have some cool I could leave you here with your 'people' If I'm a f

Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought of ever returning you Would they be angry if