laid on canvas. That can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died. The emptiness will haunt you. ). This is a nightmare, is my Annabel really gone?. My eyes are stung by
our move, we'll be so sly. And then we can kiss the Guard goodbye. All (spoken). Haha!. Goodbye!. Oooh yeah!. Janja. Once the Lion Guard's outta the way. The Pride Lands will be our buffet. We'll eat
It's Christmas in the Caribbean. Snowbirds fill the air. It's Christmas in the Caribbean. Lots of presents everywhere. We don't live in a hurry. Send away for mistletoe. It's Christmas in the Ca
, Kali don’t skrr. Kali got a job, Kali go to work. Tteugeowo eonjena, don’t get burnt. Neomchyeo heulleo more than a buffet. Jugyeo jujanha like I’m Buffy. Nuga gamhi on my huffy. Geo munyeoljima that's a
, will you, baby? Should I be the one to say that you don't need it Skinny Jean crushed a Kenyan roast bean. Raoul devours another organic buffet. They're so preservative free to keep their smokescreen