I was five and he was six.
We rode on horses made on sticks.
He was black and I was white.
He would always win the fight.
Bang bang - He shot me down.
Bang bang - I hit the ground.
Bang bang -That off the sound.
Bang bang - My baby shot me down.
We rode on horses made on sticks.
He was black and I was white.
He would always win the fight.
Bang bang - He shot me down.
Bang bang - I hit the ground.
Bang bang -That off the sound.
Bang bang - My baby shot me down.
Dodano: 13.11.2009, 02:27