John Travolta - Two sleepy people

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Here we are, out of cigarettes
Holding hands and yawning, see how late it gets
Two sleepy people by dawn s early light
Too much in love to say goodnight

Here we are, in the cozy chair
Pickin on a wishbone, from the frigidaire
Two sleepy people with nothing to say
But too much in love to break away

Do you remember, the nights we used to linger in the hall
Your father didn t like me at all
Do you remember the reason why we married in the fall
To rent this little nest, get a bit of rest

Who will .......

Here we are just about the same
Foggy little fella, drowsy little dame
Two sleepy people by dawn s early light
And so much in love, so much in love
Too much in love to say, too much to say, to say

Inne utwory

  • Never gonna fall in love again
  • Moonlight lady
  • Man of my dreams
  • Summer nights
  • Tears on my pillow
  • Your the one that I want
  • Sandra Dee
  • All sptrung out on you
  • What would they say
  • Greased lightnin
  • We go together
  • Sandy
  • Let her in
  • Grease
  • Right time of the night
  • Hoplessly devoted
  • Losowe utwory

    Too much

    Straight in, suck up and go,
    cool it, swallow, swallow
    Breathe deep, take it all
    it comes cheap
    Push it through the doors
    because in between the lines
    I m gonna pack more lines
    so I can get in
    Ooh traffic jam got more cars
    than a beach got sand
    Suck it up, suck it up, suck it up,
    fill it...

    If you want it

    I guess it s my turn again, so I mma do it again 3X

    Chorus 2X: Noreaga
    If you want it, you can get it
    Is you wit it, say what, what, what, what

    I guess it s my turn again, so I mma...

    Magic

    123 Go...

    (Here we go..)

    your touch is so magic to me
    the strangest things can happen
    the way that you react to me
    i wanna do somethin you can t imagine..
    imagine if there was a million mes talkin sexy to ya like that
    you think you can handle boy when i give you my squeeze...

    If i had it all

    Sometimes
    I can t move my feet it seems
    As if I m stuck in the ground somehow like a tree
    As if I can t even breathe
    Oh, and my screams come whispering out

    As if nobody can even see me
    Like a ghost, sometimes I can t...

    Sexy back

    I’m bringing sexy back;
    them other boys don’t know how to act.
    I think it’s special, what’s behind your back?
    so turn around and I’ll pick up the slack.

    Dirty babe, you see these shackles;
    baby I’m your slave.
    I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave;
    it’s just...