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http://www.sztarkar.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=47&Itemid=1

A jr. nagyon lehangolo lemez, elsore nekem is fos volt, szar, kaka, mubalhe.

Aztan megszerettem.

A csoka egy maximalista, karierrista pocs, de valahogy nem tudom utalni.

Akarmilyen uj anyagrol semmi informaciom nincs. Sajnos.

Csinál most valamit ez a csóka? A Supermarket meg a Dreat Blondino CD-k állati jók, de Stakka Bo Jr. egy kalap fos.

Az igazi Stakka Bo-t akarom!

As a director, Renck (Johan Renck as. Stakka Bo) hopes to balance music video and commercial work, and would like to try stage directing and feature films. "I always want to try new things," he says. "I love so much what I do. I work seven days a week, fifteen hours a day. I have no friends. My girlfriend almost hates me by now. But I love it." --- teljes cikk (2000)

Ja, szóval az volt ez a szám! :))
Akkor még nem tudtam angolul, na!

Ez ugyanaz :)

Here we go again...her we go go go to the temple of consumption :)

Én a Here We Go-ra (is) emléxem, tetszett a klipje...

csak ez hiányzott :)

Nem O társaság :)

Nekem régebben nagy kedvencem volt a fő környezetvédő számuk :)

 

Don't buy a toothpaste if the package is double...:)

dva.narod.ru________________________________________________________
Stakka Bo - Great Blondino

In a bed with a cast and a Calvados,
I don't really need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus (is this a way of defining "monophagus"?)
I can't ever confide, please open up wide
give me extra special pleasure with love on the side.
I didn't give you anything and that's what you got.
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not.

(I don't need nobody but myself cus
I don't love anybody but myself, thus)

For I'm the Great Blondino

We were the vacancy crusaders with our combat kits
of a toothbrush and hearts mashed in tiny bits.
Trying to regain what we never had,
smiling about the good things amidst the bad.
So we save ourselves with Bombay Saphire unsafe sex,
twenty-four hours selfdestructive wrecks.
Sober thoughts dawn again, all the way sub rosa.
Starting up again when it's already over,

but I'm the Great Blondino, not looking for a Queeno.
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got.
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not.

In a bed with a cast and a Calvados
in a perpetual feverish crave of your lust
kitchenfloor bruising, freaky sofa cruising
and the early birdy balcony Campari Orangejuicing.
I guess one could say you got me mezmerized,
but what has become one should be dechotomized.
I'm sad I gave you nothing and that's what you got.
I wish I was different but I'm sure that I'm not.