Owen: I miss the way, Izzy đã đưa ý kiến hello!
bởi hoofing me, in the kiwis!
I missed the daytime when Izzy moved so slow.
Gwen: Ooh, Ooh.
Owen: 'Cause other times, she'd get freaky!
Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I, I miss bạn so!
Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy. Why'd I ever let bạn go?
Gwen: Actually she kinda dumped you.
Owen: I miss her smile, and the way she liked to bite
on my arm, when there was trouble-
Which was all the time. (laughs)
Oh, I miss the way, she'd always say goodnight.
Gwen: Ooh, Ooh.
Owen: And hoof me and the kiwis double! Ouch.
Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I, I miss bạn so.
Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy!
Why'd I ever let bạn go?
Why'd I ever let bạn go...?
bởi hoofing me, in the kiwis!
I missed the daytime when Izzy moved so slow.
Gwen: Ooh, Ooh.
Owen: 'Cause other times, she'd get freaky!
Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I, I miss bạn so!
Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy. Why'd I ever let bạn go?
Gwen: Actually she kinda dumped you.
Owen: I miss her smile, and the way she liked to bite
on my arm, when there was trouble-
Which was all the time. (laughs)
Oh, I miss the way, she'd always say goodnight.
Gwen: Ooh, Ooh.
Owen: And hoof me and the kiwis double! Ouch.
Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I, I miss bạn so.
Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy!
Why'd I ever let bạn go?
Why'd I ever let bạn go...?
(Song can be found here: link)
(Courtney) What's not to tình yêu about New York City?
The taxis honk out a New York ditty,
The crime is high, the pigeons fly,
What's not to tình yêu about New York?
(Owen) The lights are brighter, the fun is funner,
The bagels are bageler, the bums are bummer,
The dirt and grime make every alley shine,
What's not to tình yêu about New York?
(Lindsay) The stores, and the fashion,
Big shows are a star's passion,
It's crazy 'cause the city never sleeps!
(DJ) Dance break!
(dancing)
(Lindsay) ...For the tình yêu of dance, stop!
(All speaking) Subway trains and the hustle bustle!
Cappucinos and the mobster's tousle!
(Owen) Pretzle stands for all us pretzle fans!
What's not to love...
(All) What's not to love...
What's not to love...
About New York?
(Courtney) What's not to tình yêu about New York City?
The taxis honk out a New York ditty,
The crime is high, the pigeons fly,
What's not to tình yêu about New York?
(Owen) The lights are brighter, the fun is funner,
The bagels are bageler, the bums are bummer,
The dirt and grime make every alley shine,
What's not to tình yêu about New York?
(Lindsay) The stores, and the fashion,
Big shows are a star's passion,
It's crazy 'cause the city never sleeps!
(DJ) Dance break!
(dancing)
(Lindsay) ...For the tình yêu of dance, stop!
(All speaking) Subway trains and the hustle bustle!
Cappucinos and the mobster's tousle!
(Owen) Pretzle stands for all us pretzle fans!
What's not to love...
(All) What's not to love...
What's not to love...
About New York?
I grabbed my moms keys and ran out the door. I was shivering i was so excited. I slammed on the gas and sped off. It took me an giờ to get back to the producer studio. I parked the car pushed open the car door as quickly as possible and I couldn't belive my eyes. There he was. Chris stood behind him and đã đưa ý kiến "its all yours" the paraded away like a stuck up super model. I ran up to the short robot that was alehanjro. I noticed a little meter on his face that had a happy smiling face on one side and a sad depressed face on the other. It was in the middle now like a relaxed mood. He spoke softly and slowly he đã đưa ý kiến thank......you......for......coming.......to.....see....me.......and.......talk.....to......me.....i.......thought.......you.....were......joking.........about....seeing.......me....like....this.....i....love.....you.....too.
I grinned and đã đưa ý kiến lets go to my house.
