bugün
- iyi futbol oynar mısınız9
- spor yapmayan erkek6
- gerizekalı yazarlar zirvesi7
- akrabalarımı yükseltmek inancım gereğidir3
- filistin in ermeni soykırımını tanıması38
- mustafa kemal atatürk13
- kemal kılıçdaroğlu15
- sözlükte siyaset tartısmak2
- israil de haredi krizi büyüyor2
- dünyanın en ünlü dört keli3
- devlet4
- samuel chukwueze'nin trabzonspor'a transferi4
- ankara'nın nato zirvesi hazırlıkları3
- nutuk4
- yengeç burcu erkekleri ölsün kampanyası9
- burçlar hakkında bilgi sahibi olan erkek2
- saraca finch house9
- atatürk'ü sevmemek8
- ona bir şey söyle11
- pandela24
- matrix'deki zencinin torbacı olması5
- birazdan temmuza giriyoruz15
- türkçülük4
- meksika7
- nickini değiştiren yazarlar3
- gece gece aniden gelen 1 buçuk adana yeme isteği3
- en son seviştiğin zaman3
- amsızlık3
- devlet bahçeli4
- aktrollerin ibb davasını takip etmeyi bırakması21
- rabia naz vatan3
- 1 temmuz 2026 fransa isveç maçı12
- yazarların akıl hocaları9
- yengeç burcu zamanında olmamız8
- futbol34
- 2026 dünya kupası39
- 0 0 717
- avrupa klima krizi2
- tai lung17
- 30 haziran 2026 fildişi sahili norveç maçı10
- iktidar değişince aktroller ne olacak sorunsalı15
- dünya17
- sevişirken yapılması gerekenler8
- israil12
- velvet52
- hoşgörü dini islam12
- sözlüğün en şişko kadın yazarı9
- çin mahallesindeyim çabuk çince küfür öğretin6
- beyler bik bik erkek7
- boyalı da saçların6
11.11 albümünden regina spektor hapşırığıyla biten baharatlı şarkı. haa haa haa hapçşuu.
sözleride şöyle olan güzel şarkı,
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her man
In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves
And on that day
As scheduled
They made porcupine love, porcupine love
So stiff and stuck and prickly
He came in and then back out quickly
But lord not any quicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
Miss Marry Ann
Had a man
Named Stan, Stan Buttler
He had no antlers
He had no center
He had no enter and he had no exit
His hair was short and prickly
He came in and then back out quickly
But lord not any quicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
And how he loved her apple pies,
How he loved her meat loaf,
How he loved her chicken breasts,
How he loved her pudding,
Served promptly at eight o'clock,
Served promptly at seven
Served promptly at ten o'clock,
And promptly at eleven heaven
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her cans
In alphabetical order
Miss Marry Ann
Began to have
Some thoughts of murder
Miss Marry Ann
Started to think
Real hard about her future
Miss Marry Ann
Preferred her meat
To be freshly butchered
Oh she killed him rather quickly
Man that woman was truly sickly
But lord not any sicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
And how he loved her apple pies,
How he loved her meat loaf,
How he loved her chicken breasts,
How he loved her pudding,
Served promptly at eight o'clock,
Served promptly at seven
Served promptly at ten o'clock,
And promptly at eleven heaven
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her man
In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves
And on that day
As scheduled
They made porcupine love,
Porcupine lo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-apchu!
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her man
In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves
And on that day
As scheduled
They made porcupine love, porcupine love
So stiff and stuck and prickly
He came in and then back out quickly
But lord not any quicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
Miss Marry Ann
Had a man
Named Stan, Stan Buttler
He had no antlers
He had no center
He had no enter and he had no exit
His hair was short and prickly
He came in and then back out quickly
But lord not any quicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
And how he loved her apple pies,
How he loved her meat loaf,
How he loved her chicken breasts,
How he loved her pudding,
Served promptly at eight o'clock,
Served promptly at seven
Served promptly at ten o'clock,
And promptly at eleven heaven
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her cans
In alphabetical order
Miss Marry Ann
Began to have
Some thoughts of murder
Miss Marry Ann
Started to think
Real hard about her future
Miss Marry Ann
Preferred her meat
To be freshly butchered
Oh she killed him rather quickly
Man that woman was truly sickly
But lord not any sicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
And how he loved her apple pies,
How he loved her meat loaf,
How he loved her chicken breasts,
How he loved her pudding,
Served promptly at eight o'clock,
Served promptly at seven
Served promptly at ten o'clock,
And promptly at eleven heaven
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her man
In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves
And on that day
As scheduled
They made porcupine love,
Porcupine lo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-apchu!
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