Yeah you?re like a mosquito Sucking my ego Try again And you?re in my apartment With an assortment of bad perfumes Oh, how can I say this You?ve got
Mosquito, mosquito, buzzing around Landing on my knee How can I truly be angry with you? All you want is to be part of me Now we are lying and counting
I am the mosquito sacrifice I hate mosquitoes 'cos they like to bite me I hate mosquitoes 'cos they buzz terribly I hate mosquitoes 'cos they like to
crawling into my head, mosquito, mosquito red pieces, diseases, floating in the greases, but they smile instead sting of the suckerfly in the dead of
Are you my friend Or are you my enemy You're alwas starring But you'll never see Are you my end Or are you my remedy You always want the best But it's
You like when we go fast So my foot's on the brake, used to be my girl But now you're just my worst mistake You don't see it, not a subtle change Makes
Un mosquito C'est un moustique en colere Un mosquito Pique et pique et pique dans la chair Un mosquito ça pond ses oeufs dans nous rivieres Un
(k. green, b. lincoln) There's more than one girl in here To deal with all the pleasures And all the pain and all the guilt They bring There's a knot
I drove with a friend of mine to the subway I was not on time but actually I didn't care 'cause all my life I was wishing to be there we passed in
JUST LIKE A MOSQUITO YOU'RE JUST A TIRESOME PARASITE JUST LIKE A MOSQUITO YOU FEED ON LEFE TO LIFE ONE INCH FOR A MILE BRINGS ON SADISTIC SMILE EACH DAY
WAIT! there's no need for senseless bloodshed the mosquitoes dropped their javelins and looked on oh man far out it's king frog
Mosquito, mosquito Buzzing around Landing on my knee How can I truly be angry with you? All you want is to be part of me Now we are lying and counting
(I. Cano - A. Torroja) Esta es la historia de un famoso fugitivo que se esconde de la poli, que se esconde del castigo que los perros policias le
Spunta una stella fuori dall'oblo Per questa notte e tutto cio che ho Fischia il vapore non posso piu dormire Sul ponte continuano a cantare Partito
Oh, no no no more mosquitoes oh, no no no more mosquitoes oh, no no no more mosquitoes oh, no no no more mosquitoes
Come out little mosquito, and prove you are my love. Preach to me a strange obsession poised on a highway of blood. Highway of blood... On a highway
There's something about this place that's spooky. There are mosquitoes in the stucco, as if it was built with blood. So let's rule out nothing, except