MUZ Muziek
Het forum voor 's werelds enige universele hobby! Snaren of toetsen, vinyl of cd, eendagsvlieg of rasartiest, op de radio of op een festival! Hier kun je al je ongebreideld enthousiasme, maar ook je weldoordachte kritische noten kwijt over muziek
Ik blijf nog wel lang.quote:Op vrijdag 26 december 2008 02:17 schreef Wexy het volgende:
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hij stond er nu bijna 3 keer
maar dit was eenmalig hoor omdat het NLtalig is en ik het een leuk nummer vind
Moet eigenlijk slapen namelijk dus houd het geen uur meer vol
Ik dacht van Venus?quote:
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Mannen komen van mars, meisjes van amelings?
dus jij post de songtextenquote:
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Vorig jaar postte ik ook meerdere lijsten achter elkaar zodat ik dan eerder naar bed kon. Nachtservice.quote:
blokje kaas iemand?
Honing mosterd erbij.....
Honing mosterd erbij.....
Oh my god... you fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down
quote:Op vrijdag 26 december 2008 02:20 schreef newbiedoobiedoo het volgende:
Waar blijft die soooooongteeeeeekst???
be our guestquote:Op vrijdag 26 december 2008 02:20 schreef newbiedoobiedoo het volgende:
Waar blijft die soooooongteeeeeekst???
"Dear life, When I said "can my day get any worse?" it was a rhetorical question, not a challenge."
Tom Jones - Delilah
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind
She was my woman
As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind
My, my, my, delilah
Why, why, why, delilah
I could see that girl was no good for me
But I was lost like a slave that no man could free
At break of day when that man drove away, I was waiting
I cross the street to her house and she opened the door
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more
My, my, my delilah
Why, why, why delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
[insert trumpet solo here]
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more
My, my, my, delilah
Why, why, why, delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind
She was my woman
As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind
My, my, my, delilah
Why, why, why, delilah
I could see that girl was no good for me
But I was lost like a slave that no man could free
At break of day when that man drove away, I was waiting
I cross the street to her house and she opened the door
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more
My, my, my delilah
Why, why, why delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
[insert trumpet solo here]
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more
My, my, my, delilah
Why, why, why, delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
Jaaaaa!!!! Of opa's en oma'squote:Op vrijdag 26 december 2008 02:20 schreef PogueMahone het volgende:
Doet me denken aan dansen met oude tantes op familiefeesten
"Dear life, When I said "can my day get any worse?" it was a rhetorical question, not a challenge."
quote:
Waar blijft die soooooongteeeeeekst???
sontext......... zie onder
klaar
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Tom Jones 
"Dear life, When I said "can my day get any worse?" it was a rhetorical question, not a challenge."
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind
She was my woman
As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind
My, my, my, delilah
Why, why, why, delilah
I could see that girl was no good for me
But I was lost like a slave that no man could free
At break of day when that man drove away, I was waiting
I cross the street to her house and she opened the door
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more
My, my, my delilah
Why, why, why delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
[insert trumpet solo here]
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more
My, my, my, delilah
Why, why, why, delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
Forgive me delilah I just couldnt take any more
Winnaar FOK-Eredivisie-Toto 2025
Elke man hoort zo'n stem te hebben
(alhoewel we ze dan weer moeilijk kunnen onderscheiden)
(alhoewel we ze dan weer moeilijk kunnen onderscheiden)
"Dear life, When I said "can my day get any worse?" it was a rhetorical question, not a challenge."
Ik moest de vuilniszak ff vernieuwenquote:
Waar blijft die soooooongteeeeeekst???
Jij bent van een oudere stempel dan ik.quote:Op vrijdag 26 december 2008 02:21 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Ik hoor dit toch liever dan Sex Bomb.
Bij mij gaat het meer om de meer moderne klassiekers.
