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4:06 - Dublin! Man ser at det er noe eget med irer! ❤️

Til å ha irske aner synes jeg dere er litt beskjedne altså! 😉

Men denne er i alle fall 100% ❤️ Nei, ikke Liz, men sangeren! 😉

Hva med å returnere Sylvi til Ørskog? Får frysninger hver gang hun snakker om "milliarda" 😞

Er egentlig ikke helt ekte irsk denne karen heller, men jeg er ikke SÅ nøye på det! 😉

Men Irland har jo så mange? 🙂 Hun jeg er sammen med skal på absolutt alle konserter med denne karen for eksempel? Men det finnes jo bare gode irske? 😮 For å være snill med henne kjøpte jeg billetter til danskebåten med intimkonsert med Johhny, i skinnbukser.... Fikk henne nesten ikke med hjem igjen? 😮

Still breathing 🙂

Alltid! 🙂

Fremdeles Robbie Williams, men Take That hadde faktisk noen fantastiske låter, den dere nevner blant annet! 🙂 "Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it I just want you back for good (Want you back, want you back, want you back for good) Whenever I'm wrong, just tell me the song And I'll sing it You'll be right and understood (Want you back, want you back) I want you back for good (want you back for good)"

Denne blir nesten ubegripelig om man ikke også forstår teksten: "Hey lady, you lady Cursing at your life You're a discontented mother And a regimented wife I 've no doubt You dream about the things you'll never do But I wish someone had a talk to me like I wanna talk to you Ooh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run Took the hand of a preacher man And we made love in the sun But I ran out of places and friendly faces Because I had to be free I've been to paradise but I've never been to me... Please lady please lady Don't just walk away 'Cause I have this need to tell you Why I'm all alone today I can see so much of me Still living in your eyes Won't you share a part Of a weary heart that has lived a million lives Ooh, I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece When I sipped champagne on a yacht I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo And showed them what I've got I've been undressed by kings And I've seen some things that a woman ain't s'posed to see I've been to paradise but I've never been to me... Hey, you know what paradise is? It's a lie A fantasy we created about people and places As we like them to be But you know what truth is? It's that little baby you're holding And it's that man you fought with this morning The same one you are gonna make love to tonight That's truth that's love Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children That might have made me complete But I, I took the sweet life I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet I spent my life exploring The subtle whoring That costs too much to be free Hey lady I've been to paradise But I've never been to me... I've been to paradise - never been to me (I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run) I've been to paradise - never been to me (I've been to Nice and the isle of Greece While I sipped champagne on a yacht) I've been to paradise - never been to me"

Dukker opp den ene etter den andre, beklager for for spammingen 😞