Blues turns to grey?
A beggar so skinny started to singing in
the Marquee Club in London, he was cute
and young, now there's a party going on.
For sir Jagger becomes eighty-three, it's a true
milestone and yes, we're still in love with
the shape of his rocking body, no his blues
didn't turn to grey! Happy birthday!
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| Auteur: Claudelaire | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 juli 2026 | ||
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