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Angie, angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You cant say were satisfied
But angie, angie, you cant say we never tried
Angie, youre beautiful, but aint it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, angie, dont you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You cant say were satisfied
But angie, I still love you, baby
Evrywhere I look I see your eyes
There aint a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby, dry your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it good to be alive?
Angie, angie, they cant say we never tried

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Τι μου κάνεις...

Η Angela (Angie) για τον έρωτα της οποίας τραγουδούν τα λάγνα χείλη του Mick το 1973, ήταν γυναίκα του David Bowie (λολ)


(μ' αυτή την ωραία μπαλάντα, πάντως, έπεσε πολύ χούφτωμα στα εφηβικά μας πάρτυ)

o jager το χει αρνηθει (φημολογειτε παντως).
Εμενα μ θυμιζει καποια αγγελικη απο τα παλια. κλαψ

Divine Sinner έγραψε:Εμενα μ θυμιζει καποια αγγελικη απο τα παλια. κλαψ

Δεν τη χούφτωσες;

(αν όχι, τότε κλάψε...)