Where is my angel. Haruui kkeuteul deuriun. Someone come and save me, please. Jichin haruui hansumppun. Saramdeureun da haengbokanga bwa. Can you look at me? 'Cause I am blue and grey. Geoure bichin
. Sing them out again Song sung blue. Weeping like a willow. Song sung blue. Sleeping on my pillow Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice. And before you know, it get to feeling good
. Sing them out again Song sung blue. Weeping like a willow. Song sung blue. Sleeping on my pillow Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice. And before you know, it get to feeling good
Woman in love We call it social commentary. Of just what my eyes see. Seems that there's more pretty women. Than there are fish in the sea. Woman in love, yeah You see there's girls who like your
distance. And their music floats across the bay. While american womenin moomoos. Talk about all the things they did today. And their husbands quack about fishing. As they slug those rum drinks down
This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
. You're in the suburbs waiting for somewhere to go. I'm down here working on some dumb show In a raintown, raintown, rain down. On all those tired eyes and tears, and frowns. Raintown, raintown, rain
air. Brown skin, blue collar. And the wind blowing in my hair And I wrote you this little note. And I never even sent the letter. But I still want you to know. I found a place I feel a whole lot
. If I wanted the watch you're wearin'. I'll buy it. The house I live in. I've bought it. The car I'm driving. I've bought it. I depend on me. (I depend on me). All the women who are independent. Throw