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ummmmm..necu brisat blog...iako bi trebala....jer je zakurac.....ali,ne moze nam nista CIA....ne moze nam nista FBI....o,kako sam mutava...
JOJ,PA NISAM VAM REKLA DA NAPOKON IMAM MSN(za one koji ne znaju-to vam je messenger)....onak,nakon sto godina sam ga skinula i sad sam hepi :)))))
pa mogu i ja s ponosom napisat-moj MSN je: the_007_baby@hotmail.com
ugl,iam tri linka na koje morate otic.....
blenta - ovaj blog je....ma savrsen...ma ne znam sta da kazem....procitajte bar jedan post...morate......i,da,ak odete na ovaj blog,a morate,malo morate odskrolat dole s misem zato kaj je dizajn malo fucked up....
Onda nas dragi Bakter i On koji ima pricu o jednoj svinji,
i jedan lijepi linkic.....pa sad klikni....
nije bas Ogame,ali......
budite pozdrafljeni................................................
e,da,moram pjesmu stavit....ok,ne znam kak sam se ovog sjetila....al to je prestaro a smijeh cisti...pa ono....Luv Ya
Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag
Her name is noelle
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me
Ooohoooooo
Her boyfriend's a dick
He brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
my ass if he knew the truth
he lives on my block
and He drives an Iroc
but he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me...
Cause i'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
yeah i'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
listen to Iron Maiden baby with me
Ooohoooooo
Oh yeah dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Oh yeah dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Man I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely.
Low and behold
She's walking over to me.
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake.
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about me?
She says: " I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden Baby
Come with me Friday - don't say maybe.
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
like you . . . Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo"
Oh yeah dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Oh yeah dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing...
Oooohhhoo
ajde,dobro...ev vam jos jedna....
Nickelback - Photograph
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head
(And)this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I've broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life's better now than it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
(Oh oh oh
Oh god I, I)
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it,
time to say it
Goodbye goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it,
time to say it
Goodbye goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since God knows when
(Oh oh oh
Oh god I, I)
(Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it,
time to say it
Goodbye goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it,
time to say it
Goodbye goodbye)
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye goodbye
(Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it,
time to say it
Goodbye goodbye)
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
Every time I do it makes me
e,sad budite pozdrafljeni...
Post je objavljen 05.06.2006. u 10:24 sati.