happy birthday, you're not special. you're getting older, but not much better. we all want to embarrass you, that's why we're singing this song. so
Michael: Lisa, it's your birthday. God bless you this day. You gave me the gift of a little sister, And I'm proud of you today. Michael and Bart:
I wrote a letter the other day To a girl who I feel for Bitches come and get some I know, you want to come and get some I saw you at the Odyessy You
If I could say the things I feel, it wouldn't be the same Some things are not spoken of, some things have no name Though the words come hard to me, I'
For you are so beautiful And you are so wild And you are so young Could you stay the way you are? You don?t have to carry This world on your shoulders
Like sailin' on a sailin' ship to nowhere Love took over my heart like an ocean breeze As seagulls fly I knew that I was losin' Love was washed away with
Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! May the skies be blue, May the sunshine follow you The whole year through.
When I wake up in the morning Pour the coffee and I read the paper An' then I slowly and so softly do the dishes And feed the fishes Sing me "Happy Birthday
Mom it's your birthday Thanks for all the care and love you give, not to mention the meals, and times I get kinda' nervous and forget to tell you how
Hey there, I said it I'm in love with you There's an ocean between us Just like me, deep and blue And I, at times have had nothing But tonight I want
Written by kim & ricki wilde Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh There's a forest, a beautiful place The sun always
Well, this is true Oh, this is true It's true Mister forever said Nothing said, I can sing Hit it and make it a dead one With words like, with words
It was a sunday, I never tought I could forget. If I would remember' I wouldn't be full of regret. Now she needs an answer. I forgot her Birthday. Sitting
It?s your birthday today, What does that mean I guess I?ll try to explain, That twenty-one years ago on this day, It was the first time your parents saw
of the globe I thought we'd keep our veins tangled like a pair of mic cables, And if there ain't enough slack to reach that we'd solder them together
He was sitting on the back porch singing, "You're My Only Sunshine" Swinging to songs only he heard in his head Now he's cutting paper swords from boxes