Christian Walz - Sentimental

Tekst :

I wanna be your baby
I 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
  • 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

    At the dance

    You know the kind of girl spreads mystique
    She ll plant a kiss upon your cheek - whoa
    She s the one the rich boys like
    She guards a slingshot from their sight
    Now you may call it lack of competence
    Here s my story and my defense
    I watched her slowly and I watched her...

    Greased lightnin

    Well this car is automatic, it s systematic, it s hydromatic
    Why it s greased lightnin !

    We ll get some overhead lifters, and four barrel quads, oh yeah
    Keep talkin , whoah keep talkin
    Fuel injection cut off, and chrome plated rods, oh...

    Into the ring of fire

    I will go
    Into the ring of fire (2x)

    I will walk
    Over the bridgeless chasm
    Close my eyes
    Will faith hold me?

    I will drown
    Until I find the bottom of the sea

    I will leave
    Everything...

    1,000 Deaths

    Verse One:

    I saw the rod-eye cross inverted and murder circle above my turret
    Slither spiraling banister down a hide
    My ruby glass glazed specs staple to trade the market thieves
    Where vendors cop the stolen citrus out they pyramids
    Merry without a slapstick mavericks plugged directly to 3rd rail surges
    Piss on electric mayhem through...

    Nikogo nie obchodzi

    Życie nie rozpieszcza, mów ale się streszczaj.
    Nie mam ochoty słuchać kolejnego wieszcza!
    Właściwie nikogo nie mam słuchać ochoty,
    Mam swoje problemy, mam swoje kłopoty.

    Mam dwa litry żółci i dwa kilo wkurwienia.
    Od życia dostałem dwie tony zwątpienia.
    Racja jest jak dziura w dupie – każdy ma swoją!
    Pieprzę...