at me, Satine. Why else live, if not for

packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour, 9 AMAnd

matata, what a wonderful matata, it ain't no passing

1: saidA fool would say it's overBut insteadThe voice

de "Don't Let the Sun Go Down on 1:

gotta think about itYou gotta make a wish and

put my life on hold and took you homeGood

Lebo ingonyamaBagithi baba (Sithi uhm ingonyama)Uhm ingonyamaNants ingonyamaBagithi baba

Quando eu for rei ninguém vai me vencer em nenhum duelo!Eu

1: Elton John, Charles when I was youngThe taste

by Kanye Kanye uhUh, Kanye mornin'Good

wasn't famous but I sure did love himI've got

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the bandPretty eyed, pirate

they say that it's a factIf you watch the

bags out on the bedYour closet's all cleared outYou

isn't much I haven't sharedWith you along the roadAnd

I once knew all the answers, I stood on certain groundA

And now I knowSpanish Harlem are not just pretty words to

Written by George and Ira GershwinFrom Four Weddings and a Funeral

every time I get to thinkingEvery thought of you