Michael j.

The father of Michael Jackson filed a lawsuit against the doctor who watched his son and blames that killed granting of drugs and why they were transported in time to the hospital, reported last known U.S. Fernsehen channel.

The claim was lodged a few days after the discovery of homology witnesses stating that Dr Conrad Murray stopped resuscitation efforts to collect the bottles of medicines granted in Jackson and also delayed call direct aid until completing the setting of the room Von aggravating elements.

The treatment area 13 pages, argues that even doctors in the emergency hospital hardly...

Hold me
Like the river Jordan
And I will then say to thee
You are my friend

Carry me
Like Du are my brother
Love me like a mother
Will Du be there
Ay, oh now, yea, oh now, oh, babe

Weary
Tell me will Du hold me
When wrong, will Du scold me
When Lost will Du find me

But they told me
A man should be faithful
And walk when not able
And fight till the end
But I’m only human
Ay, oh, oh now, yea, oh, yea

Everyone’s taking control of me
Seems that the world’s
Got a role for me
I’m so confused
Will Du Zeigen to me
You’ll be there for me
And care enough to bär me

(Hold me) Zeigen me
(Lay your head lowly) Hold me
(Softly...

She’s got the look
She so fine
And Du know damn well
The girl will be mine

She got the breaks
She the scene
And Du know damn well
She gives it to me, uh huh

Black jeans and
A turtleneck sweater
I know the girl
Is fakin’ ‘cause
I’ve seen her look better

She composition
She statistical fact
Got it ready
For the willing
Got it kicking in the back
She’s got the look

She’s got the look
Wanna know better (She’s got the look)
She’s got the look
She’s driving me wild

She’s got the look
Wanna know better (She’s got the look)
She’s got the look
She’s driving me wild

Come to the place
Shock to see
And...

Ain’t the pictures enough, why do Du go through so much
To get the stories Du need, so Du can bury me
You’ve got the people confused, Du tell the stories Du choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am

You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
Won’t Du just let me be
‘Cause your cameras can’t control, the minds of those who know
That you’ll even sell your soul just to get your story sold

I need my privacy, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, I need my privacy, yeah, yeah
So paparazzi, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, get away from me
Just get away from me (Yeah, yeah)

Some of Du still wonder why, one...