I’m not going to faint at the sight of your butt,’ she said. ‘Ya might, and I don’t want that on my conscience,’ he said, tossing the jeans aside.
Jana OliverMots clés beck riley-blackthorne
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Mots clés loser music-lyrics beck
There's nothing to be sorry for," Beck said. "You didn't know any better. And Ulrik was the only one who liked those damn doritos. You did us all a favor.
Maggie StiefvaterMots clés beck sam-roth linger
They say if you stare at a telecaster long enough, all your troubles will disappear
Who the H*** says that?
I do
Mots clés beck mongolian-chop-squad
Lonesome tears
I can't cry them anymore
I can't think of what they're for
Oh they ruin me every time
But I'll try to leave behind some days
These tears just can't erase
I don't need them anymore
How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel
Lazy sun your eyes catch the light
With the promises that might
Come true for awhile
Oh I'll ride farther than I should
Harder than I could
Just to meet you there
How could this love
Ever turning
Never turn its eye on me
How could this love
Ever changing
Never change the way I feel
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