"Barracuda" was the first song I learned to play on the keyboard. | |
"I'm graduating from high school this year and I'm in the senior play on May 20. | |
"If music be the food of love, "play on, McDuff, play on." | |
"If music be the food of love, play on". | |
"If music be the food of love, play on. "Addie. | |
"Barracuda" was the first song I learned to play on the keyboard. | |
"I'm graduating from high school this year and I'm in the senior play on May 20. | |
"If music be the food of love, "play on, McDuff, play on." | |
"If music be the food of love, play on". | |
"If music be the food of love, play on. "Addie. | |
"Laughter plays on your face Like a cool wind in the sky | |
"You," she said, "of all people." 'Course, she never expected it of me 'cause I was such a prude in watching the plays on the telly. | |
"the heartstrings, it plays on..." | |
# My dick plays on the double feature screen # | |
(Heavy metal plays on headphones) | |
"Laughter plays on your face Like a cool wind in the sky | |
"You," she said, "of all people." 'Course, she never expected it of me 'cause I was such a prude in watching the plays on the telly. | |
"the heartstrings, it plays on..." | |
# My dick plays on the double feature screen # | |
(Heavy metal plays on headphones) | |
"I know that the cruel joke you played on me was wholly out of character, and although it hurt me beyond description, I write now, firstly, to thank you for coming all this way to apologise, but, more importantly, to tell you..." | |
"Jingle Bells" is a trash song played on a trash instrument, and I'm not really asking permission, I'm giving you a heads-up. | |
"Nobody's ever played on a Beatles' record. | |
"as the word played on stilled lips" | |
"has ever been played on a dumber target! | |
"Everyone" Keep playing on." | |
"Hey, Mr. DJ, keep playing on." | |
"Keep playing on." | |
"Keep playing on.." | |
"Like mischief filled in eyes." "Like a ploy playing on the lips." | |
"I know that the cruel joke you played on me was wholly out of character, and although it hurt me beyond description, I write now, firstly, to thank you for coming all this way to apologise, but, more importantly, to tell you..." | |
"Jingle Bells" is a trash song played on a trash instrument, and I'm not really asking permission, I'm giving you a heads-up. | |
"Nobody's ever played on a Beatles' record. | |
"as the word played on stilled lips" | |
"has ever been played on a dumber target! | |
"Everyone" Keep playing on." | |
"Hey, Mr. DJ, keep playing on." | |
"Keep playing on." | |
"Keep playing on.." | |
"Like mischief filled in eyes." "Like a ploy playing on the lips." | |