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Tonery, tusze HP, Brother, Samsung
Wyposa¿enie,urzadzenia gastronomiczne,
profesjonalne wyposa¿enie pizzerii, blachy do pizzy, piece, miksery, akcesoria barmañskie, urzadzenia barowe,
piece konwekcyjno parowe Convect i Retigo, higiena kuchenna, ciagi technologiczne, ³opaty do pizzy i wiele innych
sklep internetowy - wyposa¿enie dla gastronomii.
Ogród Online - maszyny ogrodnicze kosiarki spalinowe, kosiarki elektryczne,kosy spalinowe, podkaszarki, minici¹gniki,kosiarki-traktorki i inne maszyny ogrodnicze. Bezpoœredni importer kosiarek, odœnie¿arek i innych maszyn ogrodniczych.
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zdrowie i uroda grupuj¹cy serwisy tematyczne.
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Wino,wina, sklep winiarski
wino Europy, najlepsze wina wed³ug winiarskich przewodników.
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Lost it on the chesterfield
Or maybe on a gamblin wheel
Lost it in a diamond mine
It's dark as hell and hard to find
You can climb to the top of the highest tree
You can look around, but you still won't see
What I'm lookin for
Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?
Well I still don't know
Out in the back in the old corn field
Underneath the tractor wheel
Thought I'd dig, til I'd found it first
Broke my back and died of thirst
You can bribe the devil, you can pray to God
You can sell off everything you got
And you still won't know
Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?
And you still don't know
Saw it on the silver screen
Preacher says, "don't know what it means"
Last page ad in a comic book
Bought me a map, showed me where to look
It ain't carved of stone or made of wood
And if you paid for it, then it's still no good
And you still won't know
What I'm looking for
Where the good times gone?
Where the good times gone?
All the stupid fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?
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Czerwone Gitary : Dozwolone od lat osiemnastu
Nie mo¿emy i¶æ dzisiaj do kina:
"Dozwolone od lat osiemnastu".
Mówiæ: "ch³opiec mój, moja dziewczyna";
"Dozwolone od lat osiemnastu".
Czy mi wolno zakochaæ siê w tobie,
W twym u¶miechu i twych oczu blasku?
Czy kto¶ g³osem surowym nie powi-
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e:
"Dozwolone od lat osiemnastu".
Taki refren powtarza starszy brat:
"Dozwolone od osiemnastu lat".
Wiêc po nocach siê ¶ni - ju¿ ka¿dy zgad³ -
"Dozwolone od osiemnastu lat".
Lecz mo¿emy umówiæ siê z wiosn± -
"Dozwolone do l-
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at osiemnastu".
¦miaæ siê, ¶piewaæ piosenki zbyt g³o¶no -
"Dozwolone do lat osiemnastu".
W ¶nie¿n± bitwê zabawiæ siê zim± -
"Dozwolone do lat osiemnastu".
Mówiæ: "Serwus" do swojej dziewczyny -
"Dozwolone do lat osiemnastu".
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