Текст песни
He
likes
to
play
an
electric
guitar
He
does
sing,
but
not
in
a
choir
He
thinks
he′s
cool
with
his
19"
tires
Got
the
looks
but
he's
playing
with
fire
Always
comes
back
like
a
boomerang
back
to
me
The
words
of
a
liar
do
hurt
like
breaking
a
knee
Sober
feels
out
of
control
Evenings
are
high,
morning
are
lowW
He
can′t
accept
that
he's
getting
thirty
He's
oh
so
slow,
never
in
a
hurry
He
serves
desire
with
hurt
as
a
potion
to
me
Whenever
he′s
gone
he
reinvents
the
word
free
1 Jackie Cane
2 Club Montepulciano
3 Badaboum
4 Anger Never Dies
5 Mad About You
6 Expedition Impossible
7 Out of Sight
8 This Strange Effect
9 The World Is Mine
10 You
11 Hiding in a Song
12 I Like the Way I Dance
13 Deep Forest
14 2 Wicky
15 Amalfi
16 Ether
17 Boomerang
18 Gravity
19 Happiness - Orchestra Version
20 The Night Before
21 Heartbroken
22 One Two Three
23 Vinegar & Salt - Orchestra Version
24 Unfinished Sympathy - Orchestra Version
25 Renaissance Affair - Orchestra Version
26 Eden
27 Vinegar & Salt
28 Sometimes
29 The Last Thing I Need Is You
30 We All Float
31 Wake Up
32 You Hurt Me
33 Dirty Lenses
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