Aimee Mann - This is how it goes
Tekst :
This is how it Goes
you ll get angry at yourself
and think you can think of something else
and I ll hear the clanging of the bells
cause I can t stop you baby
cause I don t have the bribery in place
no bright shiny surface to my face
so I walk .. near the marketplace
with what I m selling lately
cause this is how it goes
cause it s all about trust
cause it s all about shame
and whatever they want
don t tell them your name
Instrumental:
this is how it goes
one more failure to ...
with so many how could I object
and you ... expect
well I can t tell you baby
this is how it goes
cause it s all about trust
cause it s all about shame
and whatever they want
don t tell them your name
so I ll try to hold on
while you try to let it go
... it s gone
but baby I ll know
baby I ll know
baby I ll know
baby I ll know
Inne utwory
Great beyond It takes all kinds Clean up for christmas Red vines Ballantines You could make a killing The other end You know the rest Crash and burn Ghost world Just like anyone Voices carry How am i different Do it again Nothing is good enough Columbus avenue Enough Losowe utwory
Gotta get ready to go
cos it s time again
we know (we are the ones)
who do it numb again
Just thought (who you are)
You better get ready again
Cos mister what-do-ya-got!
You ve got to break out again!...
Hace dias me encontrava un poko desanimada
tanto ke lla no keria salir
y mis padres se cansaron de llevarme a todos lados
porque ya kerian verme reir.
y de mis amigos tambien e pasado solo por un xico
ke meizo sufrir y con gran valor
lla logré olvidarlo y ahora vuelvo a sonreir.
(estribillo)
y ahora me...
You aint loved me right for a while
And for your hand and word I d crawl a mile.
For all that I know
You re still scandalous.
You re so scandalous.
I just can t handle it.
You aint loved me right for a while.
Help the poor
Won t you help poor me
I need help from you baby
Need it desperately
I need you so much
I need your care
Need all the loving baby you can spare
Help the poor
Oh, baby won t you help poor me
Say you will
Say you ll help me on
I can t make it no...
La lune trop blême
Pose un diadème
Sur tes cheveux roux
La lune trop rousse
De gloire éclabousse
Ton jupon plein trous
La lune trop pâle
Caresse l opale
De tes yeux blasés
Princesse de la rue
Soit la bienvenue
Dans mon coeur brisé
The stairways up to la butte
Could make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the Moulin
Shelter you...
