(Blackmore/Glover/Gillan)
She came home last night
rotten rolling drunk
She talk no sense but she sound good
so she think
So I reached over and said Hello
Is there some planet you'd care to go
And she said Venus on the rocks
She got a mean streak
Black Mamba don't compete
She got a mean streak
Temptation bitter sweet
She drives me crazy gets inside my brain
She spend my money down a drain
So I roll over for my reward
How much can I afford
And she says
Just a little more
I can't take this no more
I tried so hard but I can't get thru' the
door
Because one smile from those eyes
And I stand there paralysed
And she says
Beg for more get down sucka you know
what I like
oh hang on
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
Ne dėl temperatūros, o dėl to, kad lyja kas 5 minutes. Negali iškelti kojos iš namų. Čia kaip toj humoristinėj situacijoj, kai iškeli koją - lyja, grįžti atgal - nustoja lyti.
O jeigu oro temperaturai faka rodyt, nu nezinau tada temperaturos idealios. Visi pagal save megsta, ziauriai dideles, ziauriai mazas megsta tik ekstremalai
2011 m. lapkričio 16 d. 13:42:11