Escape by Enrique Iglesias
I hate this dude. He makes me drool and act like a fifteen year old tart.
I hate this dude. He makes me drool and act like a fifteen year old tart.
It’s the end of the world and we are all going to die!
Pure and simple? More like vile and putrid.
The mastiff-voiced Ginger Spice wants another go at solo success.
Where’s my airbag?
And it’s a bleak, bleak world to exist in.
Vitamin C goes more pop rock and things get… well, rockier.
More like, the least boring of the songs these folks have done.
Tell me what to beli-eee-eee-eee-eve… zzzzzz…
She’s a slave for you, so please buy her music.