Flip Kowlier directeur

Nothing I did, nothing I proved, silently sitting there, silently sitting, being bit fanatical, ki mie loaten gon, hin four hin illetriek
ki nimmi was gone.
Olles spent,
old exaggerated.
Beers for the sossen,
beers for the evenings.
Otos I bought ,
fjist I gave,
old until today
far away from my life.
What happened to me,
what happened to my husband?
/>Olles sold out.
Without the slightest scrambling.
A bed can be spread out,
the runway well guided.
Job security, perfectly guided,
straight footing , hin orzeit.
Ti the perfect convex right guide.
Can't miss,
must not aim juste piss
and still I ski thernefest, you cost me to make a mistake.
I need my ex-wife,
may I never see you again.
Smell thank you,
ki pertank
hellegans pay for your travel, food and drinks.
It's unworskinlik
filipinlik,
everything is with it, even the curtain lick.
Even the micro wo roof I have to see,
o both roof slept incredulously.
Kweetet still ni mo ti hjil worskinlik,
sit not here left butten oes child lick.
What happened to me,
what happened to my daughter?
Olles has been sold.
Without the slightest qualms.
What happened to me?
It's been a long time.
Good intentions indeed.
Mom is way too bright.
What's coming from the director?
Hin children's mine, my property.
What's going to happen to him?
Overall closed doors.
What's going on there? from the director?
Hin children's mine, my property.
What happened to them?
Overall closed doors.
Which came from me,
what happened to my daughter?
Olles sold out.
Without the slightest skrum.
What happened to me?
It was a long time ago.
Good the intention is.
Mo k am much too bright.