Μηχανή ή Αυτοκίνητο;

Μα μηδέν εμπιστοσύνη σε εμένα…:frowning:

:har: :har: :har:

Εγώ φταίω ή εσυ που είσαι απρόβλεπτος!

Αντε να πέσει ο ήλιος μπας και πάω καμια βόλτα με το αμάξι του γαμπρού μου , γιατί το δικό μου το έχει λεηλατήσει η αδερφή μου!:?

και μετά κατηγορούν εμένα και τον freedomofrock οτι κάνουμε τσατ!

εγώ κάνω τσάτ με έναν Μοντ! :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue:

:lol: :lol: :lol:
Αυτό είναι τσατσιά!

για τους μηχανόβιους και μη του thread πάρτε μερικά λίνκια για να υποκλιθείτε στη μεγαλειότητα…






Και μία για τους λάτρεις των τσόπερ

μεγαλειότητα? :roll: :roll:

Μηχανή δεν ξέρω καν να οδηγώ. Αντίθετα είμαι κάτοχος διπλώματος αυτοκινήτου, που συνήθως οδηγώ το Sirion της μάνας μου και ΠΟΛΥ πιό σπάνια το θεικό Peugeot 405 του πατέρα μου. Με μηχανή δεν σκοπεύω να ασχοληθώ ποτέ γιατί το αμάξι για`μενα είναι πολύ πιό άνετο. Οπότε χαλαρά αμάξι.

αυτοκίνητο λόγω ασφάλειας,βαζεις κ παρέα,δεν βρέχεσαι…αλλά όταν ανέβηκα στην gsxr ενός φίλου τα είδα όλα…

Αμαξια 4 ever ρεεεε!!!:bounce: Με δυνατα τη μουσικη!!!:metal:

Μαζι σου με χιλιαααααα!!!:smiley:

Αυτοκινητο βεβαια.Μηχανη ουτε να βλεπω δε θελω

ξανά αυτοκίνητο γιατί

A girl to drive a car to love
The music rocks me down the motorway
My whore?s got wings we?re taking off
And I can?t stop this flight of speed today

The city lights of london town
Are far away my hand is on her wing (on her wing)
I stop the car and she gets down
I?d like to show why scorpions got a sting
:wink: :wink: :wink:

If you see me flashing by
Do not stop me, do not try
'Cause I’m a motorcycle man
I get my kicks just when I can

Motorcycle man
Motorcycle man

I can beat your street machine
We’re taking risks, that’s what we mean
'Cause I’m a motorcycle man
We get our kicks just when we can
When we can

Motorcycle man
Motorcycle…

If you see me riding by
Do not stop me, do not try
'Cause I’m a motorcycle man
I get my kicks just when I can
When I can

Motorcycle man
Motorcycle man
Motorcycle, motorcycle
Motorcycle man

I can beat your street machine
I’m taking risks, that’s what I mean
'Cause I’m a motorcycle man
We get our kicks just when we can
When we can

Motorcycle man
Motorcycle man
Motorcycle, motorcycle
Motorcycle man
:stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue: :stuck_out_tongue:

Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble
when you bring it round
Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay it down.

I’m runnin’,
I’m runnin’, I’m runnin’
Down the proud highway
Yeah, I’m runnin’,
I’m runnin’, I’m runnin’
Down the proud highway
And as long as I keep movin’
I won’t need a place to stay.

Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble
when you bring that round
Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay it down.

Well I’m here to deliver
I hope you can read my mail
I just escaped last night
From the memory county jail
I see your box is open
And you flag is up
My message is ready
If there’s time enough.

Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble
when you bring it round
Motorcycle Mama
Won’t you lay it down.

I saw her in a dream but it wasn’t true
Through the smoke and fire
Of the exhaust fumes
She just laughed and loved me ‘till I was no use
And I’ll never fall in love again
She’s a motorcycle that I can’t ride
She’s a precious jewel that I can’t buy
She’s a scene I’m playin’ in which I die
And I’ll never fall in love again
“I never play to win”
Is what she said
And poured a little cocaine in my head
She’s a fuckin’ Picasso in bed
And I’ll never fall in love again

Now your voice
So Spanish and clear
Rings like a church bell in my ear
But I don’t believe in a word I hear
And I’ll never fall in love again
My mind calls you in the night
My mind calls you and I want to take flight
To some other garden of sweet delight
And I’ll never fall in love again
:smiley:

He rides a road, that don’t have no end,
An open highway, without any bends,
Tramp and his stallion, alone in a dream,
Proud in his colours, as the chromium gleams,
On Iron Horse he flies, on Iron Horse he gladly dies,
Iron Horse his wife, Iron Horse his life

He lives his life, he’s living it fast,
Don’t try to hide, when the dice have been cast,
He rides a whirlwind, that cuts to the bone,
Loaded forever, and righteously stoned,
On Iron Horse he flies, on Iron Horse he gladly dies,
Iron Horse his wife, Iron Horse his life

Yeah, slide it to me!

One day one day, they’ll go for the sun,
Together they’ll slide, on the eternal run,
Wasted forever, on speed bikes and booze,
Yeah tramp and the brothers, all born to lose,
On Iron Horse he flies, on Iron Horse he gladly dies,
Iron Horse his wife, Iron Horse his life

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