Every year is the same
And I feel it again,
I'm a loser - no chance to win.
Leaves start falling,
Come down is calling,
Loneliness starts sinking in.
The Who
And I feel it again,
I'm a loser - no chance to win.
Leaves start falling,
Come down is calling,
Loneliness starts sinking in.
The Who
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Not the cool part where everyone wears tight pants and has shag hair cuts. I'm keepin' it real by the Grand St. stop on the L.
werd.
its a 50/50 split with the language. if i go north, i can get english (most of the time) , but once you go to grand street no english at all.