29. april 2008
SHE TURNS ME ON, SHE TURNS YOU ON. SHE TURNS EVERY SINGLE FUCKING LIFE FORM ON. [ replay ] [ replay ] [ replay ] [ replay ]
g a g a - 29. April 2008, 02:12
Goncalo - Di, 29. Apr, 04:32
Wiedergabe frei für pre-glam-pillen des passenger mit oder ohne polly’sche trockenheit des down-under. deus in aufertstandener form hat endlich mal wieder n’en Hund gegessen. Soll er ruhig weiterheulen, der Murphy.
g a g a - Di, 29. Apr, 08:58
Halbfünf in Hamburg... Neun in Berlin. Sag mir, wenn ich für dich wohin gehen soll. Bilder für dich, Heimatloser.
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creezy - Di, 29. Apr, 20:27
Ich bin zu groß für dieses kleine Format …
g a g a - Di, 29. Apr, 20:45
Nicht gucken, hören!
"The Score"! In dem Viereck da oben gibt's nix zu gucken, außer einem Standbild, aber zu hören (klick in die goldene Mitte). Ganz ohne Photoshop! Was bist du doch heute wieder visuell fixiert! Der Film ist im Kopf drin!
Hol in raus! Lass ihn raus! Lass es raus, Baby!
[Plot] I was checking out the Ritz hotel, in the middle of a Paris afternoon, my baby nude, my baby sweet, my baby got a perfect ass, electric lips on endless legs, chaotic fury on breathless heels, my baby goddess is the reign of high voltage queens. A kamikaze body that blows up sex in your dreams, Satan's daughter kills with the perfume of her moves, as she walks through the lobby turning man's eyes into steam. The lady is nude, damn! The model is real.
She turns me on, she turns you on. She turns every single fucking life form on. She doesn't care of your control. She doesn't give a fuck of your smart rock'n roll. You wanna try? Try me and die? Give me some love. Yes show me what you've got. I've got it all. When nothing hides. I wanna try. And while her chest so synchronized with the flying of her mane. She keeps going her machine-gunning with her style... a hurricane. Now let them shake and shake for me and shake it yes, yes shake it only...
Hol in raus! Lass ihn raus! Lass es raus, Baby!
[Plot] I was checking out the Ritz hotel, in the middle of a Paris afternoon, my baby nude, my baby sweet, my baby got a perfect ass, electric lips on endless legs, chaotic fury on breathless heels, my baby goddess is the reign of high voltage queens. A kamikaze body that blows up sex in your dreams, Satan's daughter kills with the perfume of her moves, as she walks through the lobby turning man's eyes into steam. The lady is nude, damn! The model is real.
She turns me on, she turns you on. She turns every single fucking life form on. She doesn't care of your control. She doesn't give a fuck of your smart rock'n roll. You wanna try? Try me and die? Give me some love. Yes show me what you've got. I've got it all. When nothing hides. I wanna try. And while her chest so synchronized with the flying of her mane. She keeps going her machine-gunning with her style... a hurricane. Now let them shake and shake for me and shake it yes, yes shake it only...
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Goncalo - Mi, 30. Apr, 05:00
heimat-loos diesmal mit Format.
Berlin um fünf.
Die Wiedergabe hat sich eingeprägt...
Berlin um fünf.
Die Wiedergabe hat sich eingeprägt...
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