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- diamond bosphoruss denen yazar22
- çaylak edildim diye ağlayan troll8
- sedat pekmez25
- abdullah öcalan'ın kürt kadınlarına hakaret etmesi5
- birbirine sürtünen duyarlı et parçası3
- sessiz insanların çok gözlem yapması4
- sex asnasında beddua almak4
- çaylak ettiğiniz yazarın göz yaşlarıyla eğlenmek4
- aziz yıldırım'ın fetö ile mücadelesi7
- yine sözlük yazarlarının ağzından bal damlıyor4
- tarihte kürşad diye birinin hiç yaşamaması8
- taze kekik2
- suca suruklenen cocuk true'nun fake hesabı5
- heyt bea6
- verilen yetkiyi kötüye kullanmak4
- ağız ishali olan yazarlar4
- kadınların kadınlarda kıskandığı şeyler2
- ismet bin dawkins el sapiens'i entomologevi2
- heyecanlıyım sözlük4
- internetten önce ne yapılıyordu sorusu6
- hakkınızı helal edin arkadaşlar3
- faik öztrak7
- gammazlama aparatı2
- sarı tekerim deliğine girerim sen mahvederim3
- ne güzel sözlük2
- sözlükte erkekleri istemiyoruz19
- ilk maaş4
- insanlardan nefret etmek9
- birine geç kalmak10
- uludağ sözlük discord grubu11
- penis boyutunun önemi4
- yazarların on üzerinden komiklikleri46
- evleneceğiniz yazarı neye göre seçersiniz9
- katılım bankacılığı3
- true nun çaylak olması2
- entry girerken dizleri sızlayan yuzır2
- yer sofrası7
- kaskı miğfer sanan motorcu tip2
- ulan hepiniz oradaydınız2
- kemal kılıçdaroğlu20
- uludağ sözlükteki sıcak ve samimi aile ortamı9
- gammazlık müessesinin eski değerini yitirmesi2
- suda2
- özgürlük2
- bruce lee5
- özgür özel7
- beyazsemsiyeliyabanci48
- cayır cayır yanan kız13
- ödemi hiç gitmeyen insan2
- spor sonrası ayna karşısında pazu şişirmek2
tom waits'in raindogs albumundeki leziz parçasıdır. ancak öyle bir tori amos coverı vardır ki durduk yere gözlerinizi nemlendirir.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xdhwXIzFKY&feature=related
well, the smart money's on harlow
and the moon is in the street
the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
and you're east of east st. louis
and the wind is making speeches
and the rain sounds like a round of applause
napoleon is weeping in the carnival saloon
his invisible fiance is in the mirror
the band is going home
it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
yes, it's true, there's nothing left for him down here
chorus:
and it's time time time
and it's time time time
and it's time time time
that you love
and it's time time time
and they all pretend they're orphans
and their memory's like a train
you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
and the things you can't remember
tell the things you can't forget that
history puts a saint in every dream
well she said she'd stick around
until the bandages came off
but these mamas boys just don't know when to quit
and matilda asks the sailors are those dreams
or are those prayers
so just close your eyes, son
and this won't hurt a bit
chorus
well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
the boys just dive right off the cars
and splash into the streets
and when she's on a roll she pulls a razor
from her boot and a thousand
pigeons fall around her feet
so put a candle in the window
and a kiss upon his lips
till the dish outside the window fills with rain
just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
and pay the fiddler off till i come back again
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xdhwXIzFKY&feature=related
well, the smart money's on harlow
and the moon is in the street
the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
and you're east of east st. louis
and the wind is making speeches
and the rain sounds like a round of applause
napoleon is weeping in the carnival saloon
his invisible fiance is in the mirror
the band is going home
it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
yes, it's true, there's nothing left for him down here
chorus:
and it's time time time
and it's time time time
and it's time time time
that you love
and it's time time time
and they all pretend they're orphans
and their memory's like a train
you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
and the things you can't remember
tell the things you can't forget that
history puts a saint in every dream
well she said she'd stick around
until the bandages came off
but these mamas boys just don't know when to quit
and matilda asks the sailors are those dreams
or are those prayers
so just close your eyes, son
and this won't hurt a bit
chorus
well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
the boys just dive right off the cars
and splash into the streets
and when she's on a roll she pulls a razor
from her boot and a thousand
pigeons fall around her feet
so put a candle in the window
and a kiss upon his lips
till the dish outside the window fills with rain
just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
and pay the fiddler off till i come back again
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