Hilary Duff - Anywhere but here ( moins )

Backstreet Boys - Anywhere for you ( moins )

Evanescence - Missing (Acoustic) ( moins )

J'aime bien la gang d'Improv Anywhere. Ils ont du talent et ils ont les trippes pour faire de tels numéros. ( moins )

Im gonna wake you up early Cause Im gonna take a ride with you Were going down to the honda shop Ill tell you what were gonna do Put on a ragged sweatshirt Ill take you anywhere you want me to First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster) Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster) Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster) Faster its alright Its not a big motorcycle Just a groovy little motorbike Its more fun that a barrel of monkeys That two wheel bike Well ride on out of the town To any place I know you like First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster) Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster) Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster) Faster its alright It climbs the hills like a matchless Cause my hondas built really light When I go into the turns Lean [tilt] with me and hang on tight I better turn on the lights So we can ride my honda tonight First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster) Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster) Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster) Faster its alright First gear (honda honda) its alright (faster faster) Second gear (little honda honda) I lean right (faster faster) Third gear (honda honda) hang on tight (faster faster) Faster its alright ( moins )

Just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world She took the midnight train goin anywhere Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit He took the midnight train goin anywhere A singer in a smokey room A smell of wine and cheap perfume For a smile they can share the night It goes on and on and on and on Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlight people, living just to find emotion Hiding, somewhere in the night Working hard to get my fill, Everybody wants a thrill Payin anything to roll the dice, Just one more time Some will win, some will lose Some were born to sing the blues Oh, the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on (chorus) Dont stop believin Hold on to the feelin Streetlight people ( moins )