Leaving, On A Jet Plane
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here outside your door,
I hate to wake you up to say good-bye.
But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn, the taxi's waiting He's blowing his horn.
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
There's so many times I've let you down, so many times I've played around,
I tell you now they don't mean a thing.
Every place I go I'll think of you, every song I sing I'll sing for you,
when I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you,
then close your eyes, I'll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come when I won't have to leave alone,
about the times I won't have to say:
kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
Résumé du 22 Septembre
Moi_Caroline a écritLeaving, On A Jet Plane
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here outside your door,
I hate to wake you up to say good-bye.
But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn, the taxi's waiting He's blowing his horn.
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
There's so many times I've let you down, so many times I've played around,
I tell you now they don't mean a thing.
Every place I go I'll think of you, every song I sing I'll sing for you,
when I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you,
then close your eyes, I'll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come when I won't have to leave alone,
about the times I won't have to say:
kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
merci cest en plein ca
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here outside your door,
I hate to wake you up to say good-bye.
But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn, the taxi's waiting He's blowing his horn.
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
There's so many times I've let you down, so many times I've played around,
I tell you now they don't mean a thing.
Every place I go I'll think of you, every song I sing I'll sing for you,
when I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring.
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you,
then close your eyes, I'll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come when I won't have to leave alone,
about the times I won't have to say:
kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
merci cest en plein ca
Marjoli a écritJ'aimais mieux le titre de modeste jacasseur que d'Illustre Pie, c'était plus joli!
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Le bonheur dans le fond, c'est comme du sucre à crème... Quand t'en veux, t'en fais!! - Pat Groulx[/center]
Le bonheur dans le fond, c'est comme du sucre à crème... Quand t'en veux, t'en fais!! - Pat Groulx[/center]
St@r_2005 a écritAvis aux interresser, j'ai mis de nouvelles pages de journaux intimes.. 
ou il faut aller pour lire les journeaux intime ???? J'ai chercher un peu partout et je n'ai pas trouver.
Merci !!!
ou il faut aller pour lire les journeaux intime ???? J'ai chercher un peu partout et je n'ai pas trouver.
Merci !!!
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Marjoli a écritVous connaissez la toune?
moi j'ai di décallage, Marc est sur la finale de leaving on a jetplane --Message edité par sheira81 le 2005-09-22 23:40:33--
moi j'ai di décallage, Marc est sur la finale de leaving on a jetplane --Message edité par sheira81 le 2005-09-22 23:40:33--
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Le bonheur dans le fond, c'est comme du sucre à crème... Quand t'en veux, t'en fais!! - Pat Groulx[/center]
Le bonheur dans le fond, c'est comme du sucre à crème... Quand t'en veux, t'en fais!! - Pat Groulx[/center]
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Marjoli a écritBon Jovi! JAnie don't you take your love to town...
ok ça y est moi aussi
ok ça y est moi aussi
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Le bonheur dans le fond, c'est comme du sucre à crème... Quand t'en veux, t'en fais!! - Pat Groulx[/center]
Le bonheur dans le fond, c'est comme du sucre à crème... Quand t'en veux, t'en fais!! - Pat Groulx[/center]