I wish i was the keeper of the keys..
I wish I were the keeper of the keys.
I could help you out instead of breaking in.
Oh, sweetheart, when the blues come marching in..
Oh, sweetheart, won’t you lean into my arms again?
Nu jobb, syns ikväll...
All your
Erika
I could help you out instead of breaking in.
Oh, sweetheart, when the blues come marching in..
Oh, sweetheart, won’t you lean into my arms again?
Nu jobb, syns ikväll...
All your
Erika
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