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Moet dat trouwens wel met een accent op de e, kenners?
Moet dat trouwens wel met een accent op de e, kenners?
neequote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:40 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ben ik de enige hier die ordinair naar de radio luistert?
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Nee hoor, ik ook!quote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:40 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ben ik de enige hier die ordinair naar de radio luistert?
Hi everybody, btw! Net terug van het 2e Kerstdagdiner, nu nog even lekker top 2000 luisteren.
Lying awake, wondering if there is a Dog...
Tijn won het Morlvision Songfestival 2023
Tijn won het Morlvision Songfestival 2023
wij ook hoorquote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:40 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ben ik de enige hier die ordinair naar de radio luistert?
Make love, not war ☮
Nee.quote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:40 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ben ik de enige hier die ordinair naar de radio luistert?
Radio staat niet in de kamer van de computer. Dus dat doe ik mijn buren maar niet aan op dit tijdstipquote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:40 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ben ik de enige hier die ordinair naar de radio luistert?
That's history. I say history because it happened in the past.
Murray Walker
Murray Walker
Ik vind het wel leuk hoor, zo'n Frans nummertje.
Lying awake, wondering if there is a Dog...
Tijn won het Morlvision Songfestival 2023
Tijn won het Morlvision Songfestival 2023
nee hoor... ik ook... braaf via de kabel zelfs ook nog...quote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:40 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ben ik de enige hier die ordinair naar de radio luistert?
normaal met een miniradio naast t bed maar ja die staat nog op zolder.. dan maar zachtjes op de radio zonder afstandbediening
hele nacht aan dus...
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Kylie Minogue & Nick Cave where the wild roses grow
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day.
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day.
From teh firts day I saw her I knew she was the one.
As she stared in my eyes and smiled.
For her lips were the coleur of the roses.
That grew down the river ,all bloody and wild.
When he knocked on my door and entered the room.
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace.
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand.
He wiped up the tears that run down my face.
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day.
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day.
On the second day I brought her a flower.
She was more beautiful than any women i'd seen.
I said," Do you know where the wild roses grow.
So sweet and scarlet and free?.
On the second day he came with a single red rose.
Said."Will you give me your loss and your sorrow.
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said," if i show you the roses will you follow...
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day.
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day.
On the third day he took me to the river.
He showed me the roses and we kissed.
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word.
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist.
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow.
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief.
As I kissed her goodbey, I said,"all beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth.
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day.
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day.
From teh firts day I saw her I knew she was the one.
As she stared in my eyes and smiled.
For her lips were the coleur of the roses.
That grew down the river ,all bloody and wild.
When he knocked on my door and entered the room.
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace.
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand.
He wiped up the tears that run down my face.
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day.
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day.
On the second day I brought her a flower.
She was more beautiful than any women i'd seen.
I said," Do you know where the wild roses grow.
So sweet and scarlet and free?.
On the second day he came with a single red rose.
Said."Will you give me your loss and your sorrow.
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said," if i show you the roses will you follow...
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day.
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day.
On the third day he took me to the river.
He showed me the roses and we kissed.
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word.
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist.
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow.
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief.
As I kissed her goodbey, I said,"all beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth.
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
Make love, not war ☮
Dankje!quote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:39 schreef Ambrosius het volgende:
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Probeer het eens via www.nederland.fm
Ja ik zit met een brak modempje aan de andere kant van de wereld dus dat kan er iets mee te maken hebben
Koning.
Kom ik nou godver hier óók al die vreselijke Sander de Heer tegen? Ik was net blij dat hij bij 3FM weer een hele dag weg was. 
OMG! Op een of andere manier vind ik dit zo een geweldig nummer...die clip was 
I'm the patron saint of the denial.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
Nee hoor ik luister ook naar de radioquote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:40 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ben ik de enige hier die ordinair naar de radio luistert?
Na de wild roses ga ik ook eens het water van de douche in.. Maar dan zonder rock above my head
That's history. I say history because it happened in the past.
Murray Walker
Murray Walker
Ouwe lulquote:Op donderdag 27 december 2007 00:44 schreef 4-elements het volgende:
Na de wild roses ga ik ook eens het water van de douche in.. Maar dan zonder rock above my head
I'm the patron saint of the denial.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
