never mind you tried......
You can tryto break my heart;
you can try
to make me fall apart.
Try to hurt me
as much as you want.
I can promise:
I won't shed a tear.
I've got a soul
made of stone and concrete.
My blood is made
of poison and tar.
So you can't touch me.
I will live like this forever.
Don't even attempt to break me,
wherever and whoever you are.
If you don't
wish to love me
and if you don't want
to even try,
it's okay: I won't
feel any sorrow.
I wouldn't care
and I wouldn't cry.
You can try
you weaken my bones;
you can try
to hurt me
with words made of stone.
You'll never succeed,
but you can try.
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You Go Girl........
hi my sweet baby......
love to love you baby......
Silence ever after
Walking through an empty house
Tears in my eyes
Here is where the story ends
This is goodbye
Knowing me, knowing you (a-ha)
There is nothing we can do
Knowing me, knowing you (a-ha)
We just have to face it
This time we're through
Breaking up is never easy, I know
But I have to go
Knowing me, knowing you
It's the best I can do
Memories, good days, bad days
They'll be with me always
In these old familiar rooms
Children would play
Now there's only emptiness
Nothing to say
Knowing me, knowing you (a-ha)
There is nothing we can do
Knowing me, knowing you (a-ha)
We just have to face it
This time we're through
Breaking up is never easy, I know
But I have to go
Knowing me, knowing you
It's the best I can do
my sweetheart
hi there darling....
love you sweetheart.....
Put your hands in the air
And give me all your money
This is the story of Ma Baker
The meanest cat
From old Chicago town
She was the meanest cat
In old Chicago town
She was the meanest cat
She really mowed them down
She had no heart at all
No no no, heart at all
She was the meanest cat
Oh she was really tough
She left her husband flat
He wasn't tough enough
She took her boys along
'Cause they were mean and strong
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, but she knew how to die
They left a trail of crime
Across the U.S.A.
And when one boy was killed
She really made them pay
She had no heart at all
No no no, heart at all
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, but she knew how to die
And then a man she liked
She thought she'd stay with him
When he informed on them
They did away with him
She didn't care at all
Just didn't care at all
{Here is a special bulletin
Ma Baker is the FBI's most wanted woman
Her photo is hanging on every post office wall
If you have any information about this woman
Please contact the nearest police station}
Don't anybody move
The money or your lives
One day they robbed a bank
It was their last foray
The cops appeared too soon
They couldn't get away
They all gonna loose their heads
It made them mighty mad
And so they shout it out
Ma Baker and her sons
They didn't want to hang
They died with blazing guns
And so the story ends
Of one who left no friends
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker, but she knew how to die
take this you....dracula...
oh my baby....even under alcohol i can not shoot you,
honey....
hello there baby....
thank you honey....
baby......don't worry.....be happy......
that's the way ah ah ah i like it ...ah ah ha
hi honey....
In Mumbai they have shotguns at the petrol station.