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and me without words. Throughout the short stretch of time that we have been given to spend together as close friends, we shared many things,
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as one of the most influential and inspiring singer/artist/poet of our age. Maca65 has always been a strong supporter since when I first launched WoM,
so this is and will always be entirely for you, my friend. -- David

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Southpaw

You were a boy before
You became a man
I don't see the join
And you ran with your pals in the sun
You turned around and they were gone
Again...

A sick boy should be treated
So easily defeated
Oh, I just don't understand
So you ran with your pals in the sun
You turned around
You were alone
Again...

And you ran back to Ma
Which set the pace for the rest of your days
Oh, you ran back to Ma
Which set the pace for the rest of your days
Oh, you ran back to Ma
Which set the pace for the rest of your days

And now, there is something that you should know
There is something that you should know
The girl of your dreams is here all alone
The girl of your dreams is here all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Sad and all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Here all alone
There is something that you should know
There is something that you should know
Girl of your dreams is
Here all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Sad and is all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Sad and is feeling all alone
Oh, there is something that you should know

Help me, help me, help...

Southpaw: southpaw or left guard in boxing.

Ma: (colloquial, and in direct address) mother, mama


Album: Southpaw Grammar
Year of Publication: 1995
Lyrics: Morrissey
Music: Alain Whyte

last update: 26/06/2025

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Guardia sinistra

Eri un ragazzo prima
Sei diventato un uomo
Non capisco la relazione
Tu correvi coi tuoi amici sotto il sole
Ti sei voltato ed erano scomparsi
Di nuovo...

Un ragazzo malato dovrebbe essere curato
Così facilmente sconfitto
Oh, proprio non riesco a capire
Così correvi coi tuoi amici sotto il sole
Ti sei voltato
Eri da solo
Di nuovo...

E sei tornato di corsa da Mamma
che ha segnato il passo per il resto dei tuoi giorni
Oh, sei tornato di corsa da Mamma
che ha segnato il passo per il resto dei tuoi giorni
Oh, sei tornato di corsa da Mamma
che ha segnato il passo per il resto dei tuoi giorni

Ed ora, c'è qualcosa che dovresti sapere
C'è qualcosa che dovresti sapere
La ragazza dei tuoi sogni è qui tutta sola
La ragazza dei tuoi sogni è qui tutta sola
La ragazza dei tuoi sogni è
triste e tutta sola
La ragazza dei tuoi sogni è
tutta sola
C'è qualcosa che dovresti sapere
C'è qualcosa che dovresti sapere
La ragazza dei tuoi sogni è
qui tutta sola
La ragazza dei tuoi sogni è
triste e tutta sola
La ragazza dei tuoi sogni è
triste e si sente tutta sola
Oh, c'è qualcosa che dovresti sapere

Aiutami, aiutami, aiuto...

Southpaw: mancino o guardia sinistra nella boxe.

Ma: (colloquiale, e nel discorso diretto) mamma, ma'


Album: Southpaw Grammar
Anno di pubblicazione: 1995
Testo: Morrissey
Musica: Alain Whyte

ultimo agg.: 26/06/2025

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