Estelle Lyrics & Chords By Anne E. Dechant

I was painting a still life this morning Of a throat lozenge sitting on a copy Of Tropic of Cancer The only thing weird about it Is that a year ago, I never thought I'd paint...read more

spring makes me wanna dance on your grave with flowers in my hands irony of fate pass rotten golden gates and happy people just don't care irony of fate has got me hit...read more

Si vous voyez Estelle dites-lui mes amis Combien je suis fou d'elle comment je suis puni Que ça n'a rien de drôle de se la mettre sous le bras En cherchant du pétrole dans le...read more

Jag har ögon och kan se själv Mamma, jag är ledsen och gråter och gnor. Du har ögon Du kan se själv Men tårar väger mindre än du tror Värdefulla Värdelösa ...read more

Well, well, well, Miss Estelle Do you do the kiss and tell? Have you come here to offer us a ride? On your bicycle I will ride right up the hill I will ride until the sun does...read more