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| Name: | iman | | E-Mail: | iman.girl98 hotmail.de | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 29.01.2009 um 16:06 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | hallo jojo wie gehts die so bist du wirklich mit lukas zusammen  |
| Name: | Max  | | E-Mail: | MaxTeskegmx.de | | Homepage: | http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=VIRisjwfDhQ&feature=channel_page | | Zeit: | 27.01.2009 um 14:19 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | hey joanna,
erstmal muss ich sagen das deine eltern einen super namensgeschmack haben, meine nichte heißt auch joanna^^
mich würde mal interessieren wie du zur schauspielerei gekommen bist?!
wenn du lust und laune hast, hier meine icq nr.:413263295
mfg der max : )
schau dir mal das video an ; )
das bin ich!^^ |
| Name: | Julia | | E-Mail: | wilde.juliagmx.at | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 26.01.2009 um 21:14 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | Hy Joanna mich würde interessieren wie du dich MIT deiner Zwillingsschwester verstehst???  |
| Name: | hektor | | E-Mail: | hektor_ghotmail.de | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 26.01.2009 um 17:06 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | was geht joanna |
| Name: | Johann | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 25.01.2009 um 21:11 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | Ein Gedicht für Joanna:
Joanna, pretty hair
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
You got something I want plenty of
Ooh, a little touch of your love.
Hazel, stardust in your eye
You're goin' somewhere and so am I.
I'd give you the sky high above
Ooh, for a little touch of your love.
Oh no, I don't need any reminder
To know how much I really care
But it's just making me blinder and blinder
Because I'm up on a hill and still you're not there.
Hazel, you called and I came,
Now don't make me play this waiting game.
You've got something I want plenty of
Ooh, a little touch of your love.
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| Name: | - | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 24.01.2009 um 19:47 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | hey was geht |
| Name: | Johann | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 24.01.2009 um 18:28 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Joanna that conquer my mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Joanna have now taken my place
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it's so hard to get on
And these visions of Joanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze
I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Joanna, they make it all seem so cruel
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"Ya can't look at much, can ya man?"
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Joanna are now all that remain
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| Name: | Johann | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 23.01.2009 um 20:25 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | Born in Berlin, Germany, in the year of who knows when
Opened up her eyes to the tune of an accordion
Always on the outside of whatever side there was
When they asked her why it had to be that way,
"Well," she answered, "just because."
Joanna was the oldest, Jill was next to last.
They called Joey "Crazy," the baby they called "Kid Blast."
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too.
It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue.
Joey, Joey,
Queen of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?
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| Name: | Miesmacher | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 23.01.2009 um 15:36 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | bei dem puzzle wo ein lustiges bild rauskommt. naja nicht so lustig |
| Name: | Joyce | | E-Mail: | J.maimonaweb.de | | Homepage: | - | | Zeit: | 21.01.2009 um 18:34 (UTC) | | Nachricht: | Du bist ein sehr sehr schon du bist einer der schönsten in schloss einstein du bist so so so so so so so so so süß |
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