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23-02-2007, 15:34
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Dit vind ik ook wel een lekker nummer
 vooral als je hem 's morgens na een knalfeest hoort  Wasn't that a Party (Tom Paxton) cho: Could've been the whiskey Might've been the gin Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know But look at the mess I'm in My head is like a football I think I'm going to die Tell me, me oh, me oh my Wasn't that a party Someone took a grapefruit Wore it like a hat I saw someone under my kitchen table Talking to my old tom cat They were talking about hockey The cat was talking back Long about then everything went black Wasn't that a party I'm sure it's just my memory Playing tricks on me But I think I saw my buddy Cutting down my neighbour's tree cho: Could've been the whiskey Might've been the gin Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know But look at the mess I'm in My head is like a football I think I'm going to die Tell me, me oh, me oh my Wasn't that a party Billy Joe and Tommy Well they went a little far They were sitting in the back yard, blowing on a sireen From somebody's police car So you see, Your Honour It was all in fun The little bitty track meet down on main street Was just to see if the cops could run Well they run us in to see you In an alcoholic haze I sure can use those thirty days To recover from the party cho: Could've been the whiskey Might've been the gin Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know But look at the mess I'm in My head is like a football I think I'm going to die Tell me, me oh, me oh my Wasn't that a party 
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24-02-2007, 23:07
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Lemmy on vocals
 Hawkwind - Silver Machine (Calvert / Brock) I just took a ride in a silver machine and I'm still feeling mean I got a silver machine Do you want to ride see yourself going by other side of the sky Well I got a silver machine It flies sideways through time It's an electric line To your Zodiac sign It flies out of a dream It's anti-septically clean You're gonna know where I've been In my silver machine Last edited by Baldrimmer : 24-02-2007 at 23:34.
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24-02-2007, 23:35
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Hier de clip : http://youtube.com/watch?v=g3Q4m_XzjHU
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25-02-2007, 16:33
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Aaah, yes yes! Silvermachine van Hawkwind, wat een kultplaat!
  , ik had al flarden van die clip gezien op de DVD "Special Albums: Motörhead-Ace of spades", nu zou ik die clip dus helemaal kunnen zien, maar helaas dank(?)zij mijn computer gaat dat feest niet door  verder dan een minuut kwam die niet  Desalniettemin thanx Baldrimmer! Ik zal die link kopieeren en via mail naar een kameraad van me sturen, die is helemaal Hawkwind/Motörhead + metal gek.
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01-03-2007, 21:37
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Martha & The Muffins
Echo Beach I know it's out of fashion And a trifle uncool But I can't help it I'm a romantic fool It's a habit of mine To watch the sun go down On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down From nine till five I have to spend my time at work The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk The only thing that helps pass the time away Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day On a silent summer evening The sky's alive with light Building in the distance Surrealistic sight On Echo Beach Waves make the only sound On Echo Beach There's not a soul around From nine till five I have to spend my time at work The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk The only thing that helps pass the time away Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day Echo Beach Far away in time Echo Beach Far away in time REPEAT AND FADE
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01-03-2007, 22:20
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 ook een nummer wat me bekend is van die Belgische zender, ik geloof op de vaderlandse zenders (3FM en zulke shit) heb ik het nog nooit gehoord, echt een plaat uit de jaren `80.
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04-03-2007, 12:49
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05-03-2007, 03:24
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGU4...related&search=
Admiral: This is Admiral Biatch to base camp, it seems the stormtroopers have gone on strike and I have no experience with this type of shit. Who should I call for help? Vader: Its the V to the A to the D E R (Vader!) Who reconstucted the Death Star. With my slick suede suit thats black like tar, Fucking you up no matter who you are Palpatine: Tell the motherfuckers 'bout sheer dark side! Pull up on your planet, Death Star drive by! We'll beat the rebels 'cause their skils aint shit! Vader: You see my tie fighter is the exact same lit! Yoda: Oh shit! Yoda on the scene, 900 year fee smoking Dagobah green, bitches on my tip, like Lando on liquor. Lando: Ah youre just jealous cause my black dick's thicker. Chewbacca: *Wookie yell* Lando: Yo! Tell them Chewie, last night I had Leia all drunk wanting to do me. Luke: Shut the fuck up man! Leia's my sister! The only thing you're getting is a beat off, blister. Ben Kenobi: Luke! Use the force before intercourse, but Luke! Don't forget! Bitches ain't nothing but hoes and tricks! (Ohh!) Luke: Obi-Wan, I'm the top gun! (Top Gun) But you're the one, hotter than both suns! Vader ain't shit, his head is cut up and split! He's slower then the first Pentium Chip. (DARKSIDE!) Vader: The one brings it worse to this fucking universe. (REBELS!) Luke: (DARKSIDE!) Palpatine: I can feel the anger dwelling within you! (REBELS!) Yoda: You also felt Vader's dick in you. BIATCH! *Ununderstable Jabba Rap, that still sounds good* Han Solo: Jabba you aint nothing but a fat ass slug! *Jaba grunts* Fake gold chains? You sorry ass thug *jabba grunts* Sitting in your palace with your blue headed whore. Trap door to the Rancor. *sound of someone falling* C3PO: Oh my, goodness gracious me! I'm a gay man's golden fantasy! Programmed for homo ectasy. 10 million forms of Gay positioning. For my golden shower you must pay a fee, but R2-D2 gives it up for free. *R2-d2 squeaks* R2-D2 watch your language! Always having sex with robotic strangers! Jar Jar Binks: Meesa like to drink and smoke all night! Meesa like to fight and fucka yo wife. Meesa no care cause meesa so dumb, meesa will fuck you with my tongue. Jar Jar Binks: Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Meesa wants some cause meesa wanna cum. Yoda: Yeah boy! Go down the stars to all you bitches on that pussy planet Earth. Fuck not with the rebels, for powerful are we with the force. Im talking about some real deep space gangsta shit. Now pass me the blunt Chew and lets fuck some sorry hoes up! *wookie shrill*
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05-03-2007, 07:58
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Cool .. magere rap maar erg vermakelijk en goed gedaan .
Yoda steelt de show
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12-03-2007, 12:37
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RIP Brad
http://youtube.com/watch?v=r3BoG7xO...related&search= Boston - More Than A Feeling I looked out this morning and the sun was gone Turned on some music to start my day I lost myself in a familiar song I closed my eyes and I slipped away Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling) I begin dreaming (more than a feeling) till I see marianne walk away I see my marianne walkin away So many people have come and gone Their faces fade as the years go by Yet I still recall as I wander on As clear as the sun in the summer sky Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling) I begin dreaming (more than a feeling) till I see marianne walk away I see my marianne walkin away When Im tired and thinking cold I hide in my music, forget the day And dream of a girl I used to know I closed my eyes and she slipped away She slipped awa y. she slipped away. Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling) I begin dreaming (more than a feeling) till I see marianne walk away I see my marianne walkin away
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15-03-2007, 23:32
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"Charles Manson has stolen this song from the Beatles" zei Bobo van U2 op het album "Rattle and hum":
The Beatles - Helter Skelter: When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride Till I get to the bottom and I see you again Yeah yeah yeah hey Do you, don't you want me to love you I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you Tell me tell me tell me come on tell me the answer Well you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer Now helter skelter helter skelter Helter skelter yeah Ooh! Will you, won't you want me to make you I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you Tell me tell me tell me the answer You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer Look out helter skelter helter skelter Helter skelter ooh Look out, cos here she comes When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide And I stop and I turn and I go for a ride And I get to the bottom and I see you again Yeah yeah yeah Well do you, don't you want me to make you I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you Tell me tell me tell me the answer You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer Look out helter skelter helter skelter Helter skelter Look out helter skelter She's coming down fast Yes she is Yes she is coming down fast
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27-03-2007, 16:17
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Een super zeldzame single van U2 van begin jaren `80, staat op geen later uitgebrachte verzamelaar van die band.
a celebration Shake Shake Don't go I believe in a celebration I believe you set me free I believe you can loose this chains I believe you can dance with me Dance with me Shake Shake Shake Shake I believe in the third world war I believe in the atomic bomb I believe in the powers that be But they won't overpower me And, and you can go there too And, and you can go go go go Shake Shake Shake Shake And we don't have the time And everything goes 'round and 'round And we don't have the time To watch the world go tumbling down Go Go I believe in the bells of Christ's Church Ringing for this land I believe in the cells of Mount Joy Doesn't understand And, and you can go there too And, and you can go go go go I believe in the walls of Jericho (And you) I believe they're coming down (Can go there too) I belive in this city's children (And you) I believe the trumpet's sound (Can go go go go) And you can go there too And you can gog o go go I believe in what I'm doing What am I doing here
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05-06-2007, 21:45
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Songteksten deel 2
Post hier je songteksten deel 2
Ik trap af: Regen verpest een midden maart, tenminste dat had ze gedacht. Maar ik heb in m'n hoofd nog wat zonlicht bewaard, dus ik ben de laatste die lacht. En met zonder jas, stap ik naar buiten, begin ik m'n tocht vol goeie moed Ik moet me inhouden niet te gaan fluiten, zo loop ik de zon tegemoet. Vandaag zie ik m'n vrienden van vroeger, gewoon om te zien of er ergens iets zit van die jongens in ons die nergens om vroegen die niet wilden weten wat smaakt nou zou licht. Refrein: Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan. Ik word begroet met een klap op m'n schouder hoe is het met jou, eerste grap eerste glas. Hier in dit licht zijn we nauwelijks ouder, even een stilte dan lachen we pas. Een voor een druppelt het binnen, de mannen van toen veranderen nooit. Maar toch is er nog zoveel nieuws te verzinnen de mannen van toen veranderen nooit Refrein: Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan. De sterren voorspellen een ochtend in maart die fluistert; de lente begint en ik kan hier op dit uur geen taxi meer krijgen maar het maakt me niet uit de lente begint Refrein: Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan. Ik heb tranen gelachen, onnozel gedaan en tenslotte tevreden.. het licht uitgedaan. Het licht uitgedaan.
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05-06-2007, 21:48
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There's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward
His face is up on the bulletin board with a reward He'll stab you with a sword don't be fooled by his charm He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair Check at your girl's house, he was last seen there He's has a mean stare but usually crack's jokes Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! We got the walkie-talkies to keep us all informed Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors Locking down every block and put up metal detectors Protectors and be sure that you stand close Watch each others backs and guard your command post And most of all be advised that he's wise He could be disguised as one of your very own guys I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! I'm on a solo mission to find him personally To settle the score and beat then him mercifully For what he first did to me It's sure to be the last Following footprints with a magnifying glass To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar "Give me your girlfriend or I'm gonna kill ya" I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps Sneezing at dust, and swinging at the spider-webs Inside the depths of his basement I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place… went! I saw my life flash in front of my eyes I felt a butcher knife slash at one of my thighs None of my guys knew where I'm at I was doomed Then I remembered the flashlight in my costume I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! Dealing with backstabber's there was one thing I learned They're only powerful when you got your back turned I yearned for the day that we finally met again So I can give him a taste of his own medicine He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen Cut him at the seam then dragged the fella home Beating him over the head with the telephone Attention all cars, attention all cars Unit 313 has apprehended the suspect He's going back to the crazy home, I repeat He's going back to the crazy home, how about that? I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Hit a bitch snake from the back, I make you think you're a best friend then Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good!
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06-06-2007, 11:07
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Little field mice living under the house
Never eating much Tough life for a mouse And if you think you're gonna be spared You're wrong Field mice, head lice Spiders in the kitchen Don't think twice 'bout Whatever keeps you itchin' Ice water, flyswatter Gonna get you through The day Heat is rolling in like hell's red rug Stinking like the breath of beelzebub And if you think you won't walk on coals You will Field mice, head lice Spiders in the kitchen Don't think twice 'bout Whatever keeps you itchin' Ice water, flyswatter Gonna get you through The day
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07-07-2007, 06:23
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FF trug naar de seventies :
Jet Airliner Leavin' home, out on the road I've been down before Ridin' along in this big ol' jet plane I've been thinkin' about my home But my love light seems so far away And I feel like it's all been done Somebody's tryin' to make me stay You know I've got to be movin' on Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Don't carry me too far away Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Cause it's here that I've got to stay Goodbye to all my friends at home Goodbye to people I've trusted I've got to go out and make my way I might get rich you know I might get busted But my heart keeps calling me backwards As I get on the 707 Ridin' high I got tears in my eyes You know you got to go through hell Before you get to heaven Big ol' jet airliner Don't carry me too far away Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Cause it's here that I've got to stay Touchin' down in New England town Feel the heat comin' down I've got to keep on keepin' on You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin' around And I'm goin' with some hesitation You know that I can surely see That I don't want to get caught up in any of that Funky shit goin' down in the city Big ol' jet airliner Don't carry me too far away Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Cause it's here that I've got to stay Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Don't carry me too far away Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Cause it's here that I've got to stay Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah Big ol' jet airliner Don't carry me too far away Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Cause it's here that I've got to stay Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Carry me to my home Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Cause it's there that I belong By: Paul Pena
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07-07-2007, 16:18
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1997!!!!:
Sweetbox: everything's gonna be allright Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright Who ever thought the sun would come crashing down My life in flames my tears complete the pain We fear the end, the dark as deep as river bed My book of life incomplete without you here Alone I sit and reminisce Sometimes I miss your touch your kiss your smile And meanwhile you know I never cry 'Cos deep down inside you know our love will never ever die Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be okay Everything's gonna be alright Songtexte Together we can take this one day at a time Can you take my breath away Songtext Can you give him life today 'Cos everything's gonna be okay Lyrics I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up Lyric Take your time and I'll be here when you wake up Liedertexte I never thought my heart would miss a single beat Caress your hand as I watch you while you sleep Liedertext So sweet I weep as I search within To find a cure, to bring you back again Alle And the sun will rise open up your eyes Surprise just a blink of the eye Sweetbox I tried I tried to be positive Your a fighter so fight, wake up and live Everything's Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be okay Everything's gonna be alright Gonna Together we can take this one day at a time Can you take my breath away Be Can you give him life today 'Cos everything's gonna be okay Alright I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up Songtexte Everything's gonna be alright I'd give my life to only see you breathe again Songtext Hand in hand as we walk on the white sands To hear your voice rejoice as you rise and say Lyrics This is the day that I wake and pray okay Today's silence as time just moves on Lyric You can't hear it though, but I'm playing my favourite songs Liedertexte I miss you much, I wish you'd come back to me Liedertext You see I'd wait a lifetime 'cos you're my destiny Alle Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be okay Everything's gonna be alright Sweetbox Together we can take this one day at a time Can you take my breath away Everything's Can you give him life today 'Cos everything's gonna be okay Gonna I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up alright Be Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright
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07-07-2007, 16:21
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Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah See you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch? If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun? If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch? If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
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23-04-2008, 18:58
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I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives. I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars. You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars. This is our decision, to live fast and die young. We've got the vision, now let's have some fun. Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do. Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute. Forget about our mothers and our friends We're fated to pretend To pretend We're fated to pretend To pretend I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the time spent alone. There's really nothing, nothing we can do Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew. The models will have children, we'll get a divorce We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course. We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end We were fated to pretend To pretend We're fated to pretend To pretend Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
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26-05-2008, 20:06
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John Denver Annie's song
You fill up my senses, like a night in the forest Like the mountains in springtime, Like a walk in the rain, Like a storm in the desert, Like a sleepy blue ocean, You fill up my senses Come fill me again Come, let me love you Let me give my life to you Let me drown in your laughter, Let me die in your arms Let me lay down beside you, Let me always be with you Come let me love you, Come love me again You fill up my senses, like a night in the forest Like the mountains in springtime, Like a walk in the rain, Like a storm in the desert, Like a sleepy blue ocean, You fill up my senses Come fill me again niet van mij tijd, maar als je gek bent op die ene..............
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