Chicago - Manipulation

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You thought you had me in your pocket,
But I never could be bought;
I avoided traps you set out;
Too many have been caught.
Be it love or be it money,
It s the bait you must resist;
Be it milk or be it honey,
This is one boy, you have missed.
You knew if you could win me over,
I would always see your side;
Any argument against you,
I d never let it ride.
I defended with devotion;
I believed what you had said,
But you dealt without emotion;
Something happened in your head.

Inne utwory

  • Another rainy day in New York city
  • God save the queen
  • Once or twice
  • Little one
  • Color my world
  • Saturday in the park
  • Take me back to Chicago
  • Wishing you were here
  • Oh thank you great spirit
  • One more day
  • Must have been crazy
  • It better end soon
  • Once in a lifetime
  • All roads lead to you
  • O come all ye faithful
  • Losowe utwory

    There she goes

    There she goes
    There she goes again
    Racing through my brain
    And I just can t contain
    This feeling that remains

    There she blows
    There she blows again
    Pulsing through my vein
    And I just can t contain
    This feeling that remains

    There she goes
    There she goes...

    Sai

    Sai...

    Cerchi
    qualche cosa da fare
    ma ti riduci a farti sempre del male
    menti
    quando dici che vuoi
    stare senza questo stupido Mondo
    Sai...
    Che male ti fa
    Che male mi fai
    Mentire
    di fronte solo a sè stessi
    è una forma di difetto riflesso
    Vedo
    negli occhi delle...

    Dirty, filthy

    Dirty, filthy, dirty, filthy, filthy, filthy, dirty, filthy,
    dirty, filthy, filthy, filthy
    You re dirty filthy baby, well I m dirty filthy too
    You re dirty filthy baby, but I love you
    Why don t you just admit you re a dirty rotten sonuva bitch?
    ...

    The same love that made me laugh

    Come on now, I m the one you love
    I m the one you can t breathe without remember
    Why you wanna make me cry like this?
    Why is you wanna make me cry?
    Why me?

    Your love is like a chunk of gold
    Hard to gain, hard to hold

    Like a rose that s soft to...

    Heresy

    He sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see
    he tries to tell me what i put inside of me
    he s got the answers to ease my curiosity
    he dreamed up a god and called it christianity
    your god is dead and no one cares
    if there...