Tönten i regnet*
Vi är tighta jag och Bonnie Tyler. Och varför skulle vi inte vara det? Hon är ju också helt obeskrivligt bedårande!
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* Tönten i regnet är förstås inte jag. Tönten i regnet saknar de talanger jag briljerar med och har istället sinnet för clementiner respektive satsumas som största talang. Visst, Fröken Bitter? Och säg nu inte att det bara är nåt min schizofrena hjärna tror. Det kanske var så förr, men nu är vi friska.
Over and out.
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Dagens musiktips:
It's a heartache - Bonnie Tyler
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're down
It's a fools' game, nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Love him 'till your arms break, then he'll let you down
It ain't right with love to share
When you find he doesn't care for you
It ain't wise to need someone as much as I depended on you
Oh, it's heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're down
It's a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
It ain't right with love to share
When you find he doesn't care for you
It ain't wise to need someone as much as I depended on you
Oh, it's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
You love him 'till your arms break, then he'll let you down
It's a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
It's a heartache - Bonnie Tyler
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're down
It's a fools' game, nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Love him 'till your arms break, then he'll let you down
It ain't right with love to share
When you find he doesn't care for you
It ain't wise to need someone as much as I depended on you
Oh, it's heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're down
It's a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
It ain't right with love to share
When you find he doesn't care for you
It ain't wise to need someone as much as I depended on you
Oh, it's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
You love him 'till your arms break, then he'll let you down
It's a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
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* Tönten i regnet är förstås inte jag. Tönten i regnet saknar de talanger jag briljerar med och har istället sinnet för clementiner respektive satsumas som största talang. Visst, Fröken Bitter? Och säg nu inte att det bara är nåt min schizofrena hjärna tror. Det kanske var så förr, men nu är vi friska.
Over and out.
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