Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da

Desmond had a barrow in the market place,Molly is the singer in a band,Desmond says to Molly,girl I like your faceand Molly says this, as she takes him by the hand.Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra.La la how the life goes on.…In a couple of yours they have built a home sweet home with a… Continue reading Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da