| "A.R." Adam rove? | |
| "Don't ask, don't tell" is a very considered and thought-out policy, your honor. One hatched not by dick cheney or karl rove, by the way, but by the clinton administration. | |
| "his eyes continue to rove" | |
| "his eyes continue to rove" | |
| # Come rove along with me # | |
| "A.R." Adam rove? | |
| "Don't ask, don't tell" is a very considered and thought-out policy, your honor. One hatched not by dick cheney or karl rove, by the way, but by the clinton administration. | |
| "his eyes continue to rove" | |
| "his eyes continue to rove" | |
| # Come rove along with me # | |
| "I love you Rosie Probert" tattooed on his belly.' 'He brawls with broken bottles in the fug and babel of the dark, dock bars, roves with the herd of short and good time cows in every naughty port, and twines and souses with the drowned and blousy-breasted dead.' | |
| Just roves around from room to room, sometimes three in a night. | |
| That move takes a will, an appetite for destruction sure to put you on par with the roves and Clintons of the world. | |
| "I love you Rosie Probert" tattooed on his belly.' 'He brawls with broken bottles in the fug and babel of the dark, dock bars, roves with the herd of short and good time cows in every naughty port, and twines and souses with the drowned and blousy-breasted dead.' | |
| Just roves around from room to room, sometimes three in a night. | |
| That move takes a will, an appetite for destruction sure to put you on par with the roves and Clintons of the world. | |
| "About the forest roved the count, and as the break of day was brought. By unhappy fortune to the fount, where his enscription young Medoro wrote. | |
| "The dark eyes that roved over her were the color of midnight, his muscles as hard as the Highland hills that formed him." | |
| And my glasses are darK too. It is roved now sto talKing, get undressed and jum into it | |
| His hand roved over her lovely limbs and neck and through the richness of her hair. She responded by eagerly displaying her many gifts. She had the sinuous grace of Araby, Ethiopian ardor, the startled candor of the French, the high art of the Indians, | |
| In life, my spirit never roved beyond the limits of our money changing hold. | |
| "'The youth who winked a roving eye | |
| "Hey, roving eyes... over here. | |
| "License my roving hands and let them go before, behind, between, above, below." | |
| "So we'll go no more a roving, so late into the night, though the heart be still as loving And the moon be still as bright, for the sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast, | |
| "So we'll go no more a roving, so late into the night, though the heart be still as loving, and the moon be still as bright..." | |
| "About the forest roved the count, and as the break of day was brought. By unhappy fortune to the fount, where his enscription young Medoro wrote. | |
| "The dark eyes that roved over her were the color of midnight, his muscles as hard as the Highland hills that formed him." | |
| And my glasses are darK too. It is roved now sto talKing, get undressed and jum into it | |
| His hand roved over her lovely limbs and neck and through the richness of her hair. She responded by eagerly displaying her many gifts. She had the sinuous grace of Araby, Ethiopian ardor, the startled candor of the French, the high art of the Indians, | |
| In life, my spirit never roved beyond the limits of our money changing hold. | |
| "'The youth who winked a roving eye | |
| "Hey, roving eyes... over here. | |
| "License my roving hands and let them go before, behind, between, above, below." | |
| "So we'll go no more a roving, so late into the night, though the heart be still as loving And the moon be still as bright, for the sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast, | |
| "So we'll go no more a roving, so late into the night, though the heart be still as loving, and the moon be still as bright..." | |
