Mladost imamo da bismo činili gluposti, a starost da bismo za tim glupostima žalili
subota, 29.04.2006.
O ženama...
Nikad ne vjeruj sjaju u ocima zene! To je vjerovatno svjetlo sto prodire kroz njenu suplju glavu.
Sto vrijedi ako je zena mlada, a nije lijepa ili je lijepa, a nije mlada.
Zena je jedino stvorenje koje moze plakati ili se smijati zbog istog razloga, a cesto i u isto vrijeme.
Ne daj se Ines, ni mama ti se nije dala.
Muskarac je najslabiji kad mu lijepa zena sapuce da je snazan.
Nije zanimljivo ono sto vam zene kazu, zanimljivo je ono sto presute.
Postoji samo matematicka i dijalekticka logika, sve ostalo je – zenska.
Bez zene nema srece ni nesrece.
Muskarac je sretan sa bilo kojom zenom dok je ne zavoli.
A zena je cudna ptica, uvijek joj srce kuca za nekim grubijanom koji dobro kljuca!
Ako vas zena pobjedjuje u tenisu, promijenite sport. Ako vas zena pobjedjuje u boksu, promijenite zenu.
Mozda zenama mozak i nije najslabija tocka... ali je tocka!
Ne moze muskarac varati zenu onoliko koliko se zena moze praviti da mu je vjerna.
Bolje biti muskarac jednu noc nego zena cijeli zivot.
Ako nemate zenu kupite poster. Jeftinije je, samo se slabije cuje.
Novac kvari covjeka al' ne kvari zenu.
Kad ugleda zenu, muskarac postane lovac. Kad ulovi zenu, muskarac postaje lovina.
Sve djevojke su divne! Otkuda, do vraga, ima toliko nemogucih supruga?
Zena je raj za oci, pakao za dusu i cistiliste za dzep.
Ne trcite za zenama... da se ne sudarite sa onima koji od njih bjeze.
Kazite mi uzrok, znam da se iza njega skriva zena.
Kako da razumijem ovo: "Ubiti se zbog jedne zene?" A gdje su sve one ostale?
Zena je kao konzerva sardine - ili je zatvorena ili se usmrdila.
Zena je poput termoakumulacijske peci - grije dok je punis.
Zasto zene imaju kratka stopala? Da stanu blize sudoperu.
Ne vjeruj zeni koja laze.
Bolje sokol u ruci nego guska u krevetu.
Da zena nesto valja i bog bi je imao.
Jedna zena je pola djavola, dvije zene deset.
Da je Bog htio da zene budu jednake muskarcima i one bi bile muskarci.
Zena ili ne uziva kad je supruga, ili uziva kad je kurva i nema nikakav status.
Ako je zena u dnevnoj sobi, znaci da je lanac predugacak!
Pitate me sta bi se dogodilo kad bi bacio bombu u svoju kuhinju ? Kaos bi ostao isti samo bi zenino zvocanje prestalo.
Zene su ko' orasi, ne vrijedi ih milovati - treba ih tucati.
Zasto zene ne komentiraju utakmice? - Ne mogu nogometasi toliko brzo trcati koliko mogu zene brzo pricati!
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Sunday morning
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road
Get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
And back and forth we sway
Like branches in a storm
Change of weather
Still together when it ends
THAT MAY BE ALL I NEED
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling
And I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it will bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
You may not know
THAT MAY BE ALL I NEED
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Driving slow, yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
There's a flower in your hair
I'm a flower in your hair
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Whoa, yeah
She will be loved
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending every day
out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along(yeeah)
My heart is full and my doors always open
You can come anytime you want(yeah!)
I don't mind spending every day
out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me catch her every time she falls(yeeahh)
Tap on my window,
Knock on my door
I wanna make you feel beautiful
I don't mind spending every day
out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look at the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she Will be loved
(Tried so hard to say goodbye)
I dont mind spending everyday ( Please don't try so hard to say goodbye)
out on your corner in the pouring rain (Please don't try so hard to say goodbye)
(Please don't try so hard to say goodbye)
(fades out)
