It never rains in southern California



Got on board a west bound 747,
Didn't think before decidin' what to do,
Oh that talk of opportunity, TV breaks and movies,
Rang true, sure rang true.


Seems it never rains in southern California,
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before.
It never rains in California,
But girl don't they warn ya,
It pours man it pours.

Out of work, I'm out of my head, out of self-respect, I'm out of bread.
I'm under-loved, I'm under-fed, I wanna go home.


It never rains in California,
But girl don't they warn ya,
It pours man it pours.


It should have been meeeeeee



Satt i bilen nyss och hörde denna fantastiska låt!
Fantastisk kvinna med fantastisk röst!
Love it!

It should have been meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....!!!

Dagens spya



Välkommen till Stallet!

Nattens arbets-outfit

Här kommer nattens arbets-outfit:



Svart skjorta med matchande halsduk. Köpt på något flashigt ställe och det kostade sjukt mycket pengar.



Helt moderiktiga jeans och vita skor till det passar bra en natt som denna.



En walkie-talkie med tillhörande hörsnäcka i örat blir en passande accessoar.

Don´t stop


Ashes to ashes



Well, you could walk like a stranger head back into here,
Bringing gifts while you act so sincere,
Bringing gifts for a boy who's five years,
Looking for rocks and training wheels.

I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever learn to treat me like that ?

You don't seem to have any of that family stuff,
You know the hardwood floors and all that penniless rough.
Your bad luck follows you like a heart attack,
Twist your fingers, soon as break your back.

I don't remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever learn to treat me like that that that ?