kleines Mäulchen, das einfach nicht gestopft werden kann -
dabei habe ich keine moralischen Interessen daran,
dass du es dir zu Herzen nimmst
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«My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows»
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows»
Tugend - wie fremd es einem doch scheinen mag ...
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