You looked liked Pingu in the Igloo Your nose was cold , you showed me the icicle, that you found, hanging from the roof
I remember your entrance to the room i was in and the half pint glass you were holding, that made you look bigger than you were
You drew a charming stick man on my left hand and you told me not to wash it off. we loved you, we loved you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.