Oh, why? Oh, why? She sells, I need Oh why? Love why? She sells, I need Oh, why? Oh, why? She sells, I need Oh why? She why? She sells, I need Oh,
a straight line To suit yourself too soon Rather nouveau than never Contemporary ideal Some natural kind of poet might slow it But she sells more my speed She sells
Tulkojums: Roxy Music. Viņa pārdod.
faking a straight line To suit yourself too soon Rather nouveau than never Contemporary ideal Some natural kind of poet might slow it But she sells more my speed She sells
