A little bird, he told me so, he said come on, get on the go. Open your eyes the sky is full of butterflies. The blossoms on the trees stir up the honey bees. Spring makes my fever right spring
Bài hát Jimmy Jazz - The Clash. The police walked in for Jimmy Jazz. I said, he ain't here, but he sure went past. Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz Sattamassagana for Jimmy Dread. Cut off his
(everything that we've been through). All I make is music for crying (gonna need some more tissues). Oh, like a river, they fall. Tell me why every song I write. Sounds so sad, sad, sad, yeah. I can't get my
(everything that we've been through). All I make is music for crying (gonna need some more tissues). Oh, like a river, they fall. Tell me why every song I write. Sounds so sad, sad, sad, yeah. I can't get my