Cher - A Cowboy's Work Is Never Done
Right!
I used to jump my horse on right
I had on six guns at my side
I was so handsome women cried
And I got shot but never died.
I could play, if I do everything it say.
girls seem to joskin in his way
those day we work considered fun
all cowboy's work is never done
He'd buy crime all the time
he always win
tell his mom would break it up
and call him in
he was tough, he was hot, he was high
I think was love 'cause guys like him were hard to find
Right! I'd like to ride again some day.
I think I feel no hard of play
I play games now, but it's not fun.
A cowboy's work is never done
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I know I'm kinda fast, but I hate to waste time.
Baby, what's your phone number?
Girl, I have to ask cuz you're so fine.
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wir verloren nicht viel Worte
Schöne Stunden hatten wir erlebt
an vielen dunklen Orten
Seitdem brennts beim Pipi-machen,
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Nem dönti semmi
A hit hitelét
De a bûnök
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