Christian Walz - Midday friday payday
Tekst :
Midday, Friday, Payday, Damn!I should have been up by eleven
What s the man to do,
no dough,
no money
What s the man to do..
Oh! Breezin , Squeezin ,
Sun s going down
I got to get cash now by seven
What s the man to you no dough
wanna know, wanna really know
Sittin here all alone
Melancholy like a saxophone
When the nights
passing by..
Chorus:
Oh, I ll survive
Spend my weekend on my back
that s all right
Oh, I ll survive
Spend my time on my own
that s all right
Saturday s a pain for poor
and I got all my friends hang up the
phone so,
What s the man to do,
no dough,
no money
On a Saturday, no funny
Only place where breakfast s served
is McDiddelidonkadonkaDonalds
What s the man to you, gotta go
wanna know, wanna really know
Sitting here all alone
Melancholy like a saxophone
Where the lights
turning low..
Chorus
Now we re here, Sunday s long
Where the sun s shining strong
Turn my mind to a smile
Have to stay here for a while
Chorus
Midday, Friday, Payday, Damn!
I should have been up by eleven
Christian Walz - 1 2 3
Tekst :
WALZHIWALZHI
With the moment right
future s bright
Just another red light
As I do
swichin to
some Dee-Jay s playing too tight
In my own room
late afternoon
I lay down to think it all out
I m the man
follow my plan to, to a place where
I don t want to mess your mind
I don t give you any hesitation time
Chorus:
1 2 3 get together people
have a taste of me
1 2 3 walzhi s back for more
in perfect harmony
WALZHI
WALZHI
Dum dee-dee-dee 1 2 3
No one said it was that easy
Follow me in Tennessee
I m sure I m money on your TV
I don t want to mess your mind
I don t give you any hesitation time
Chorus
WALZHI
WALZHI
Christian Walz - Sentimental
Tekst :
I wanna be your babyI wanna be more than I can
Could even be your lady
if you were born a man
Chorus:
Sentimental
Don t wanna say goodbye
Sentimental
I never can deny
With every moment bound to be a
magic
to satisfy my every need
Oh, what I ve been missing to
caress it with a lovers greed
I break it up for the tragic
magic moment that I find so bittersweet
I won t get so fanatic
over mem ries I repeat
I m singing for the sentimental
Chorus
Inne utwory
- Midday friday payday
- 1 2 3
- Sentimental
- Spend the night together
- Lovin is all right
- Dancin to
- No no
- One time
- Fertilize
- You look all the same
- Ep
- Wonderchild
- Never be afraid again
- Maybe not
- Die
- Missin you
Losowe utwory
Make my dreams come true
Give it up
And make my dreams come true
Shoot me like a gun
Beat me like a slave
Stone me like the lord
And send me to my grave
Give it up
And make my dreams come true
...
And make my dreams come true
Shoot me like a gun
Beat me like a slave
Stone me like the lord
And send me to my grave
Give it up
And make my dreams come true
...
The river
It came without warning
A love like I ain t never felt before
She s like my destiny calling
And she s lying there all naked on the floor
And suddenly, out of the blue she s singin ...
Oh babe, let my lovin ease your pain
Bring your burning skin to my river once...
A love like I ain t never felt before
She s like my destiny calling
And she s lying there all naked on the floor
And suddenly, out of the blue she s singin ...
Oh babe, let my lovin ease your pain
Bring your burning skin to my river once...
Crossing the deadline
The sand, the sand it covers the land
it s just a victim
you didn t stop it
high noon and the walk brings the storm with it
born to it or lay on it
Day on day, night on night
with the thrill of a kid on my...
it s just a victim
you didn t stop it
high noon and the walk brings the storm with it
born to it or lay on it
Day on day, night on night
with the thrill of a kid on my...
Memorias de uma boneca de cristal
Não passo o sinal vermelho
Não ando de pés descalços
Não ponho o dedo na tomada
Não dou gargalhadas
Não durmo sem baby doll
Não deito depois das 10
Não faço mal criações
Não falo de futebol
Não faço canções
Não ando de pés descalços
Não ponho o dedo na tomada
Não dou gargalhadas
Não durmo sem baby doll
Não deito depois das 10
Não faço mal criações
Não falo de futebol
Não faço canções
Moonlight lady
Look at the rain and look at the stars tonight
All fallin´ down on me
See them tumble through my door
I look at your face
The light is in your eyes
And there´s something there I need
I long to hold a little...
All fallin´ down on me
See them tumble through my door
I look at your face
The light is in your eyes
And there´s something there I need
I long to hold a little...