knees
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steve crawls around on his | knees | goes toward the door cammy |
ed steve crawls on his | knees | sits beside dimps dimps so |
crawls on his hands and | knees | then picks up boxing gloves |
her knickers dangling around her | knees | and herself be told to |
her knickers dangling below her | knees | shamed her far more than |
vests just knickers tae yer | knees | vests ower yer behind sadie |
again and falls upon her | knees | ai god god lowden ma |
a bairn falls to her | knees | faither hae mercie on me |
bench and falls upon her | knees | gunlöd christ christ forgie me |
vinegar bj falls to his | knees | looks around bj aye kirsty |
said she falls on her | knees | open yeir airms an claucht |
mi dimps falls to his | knees | stew kneels beside him dimps |
an comin hame wi skint | knees | kin ye mind o days |
ye grew an skint yer | knees | or hame frae schule ye |
yersel when ye skint yer | knees | yer faither had forced the |
society ball there wis hairy | knees | an bauld knees an fite |
wis hairy knees an bauld | knees | an fite an feelin caul |
bababaing the theme tapping her | knees | bethia had nice knees too |
her knees bethia had nice | knees | too this is awfu nice |
down on my hands and | knees | and scrub that shop floor |
grass on my hands and | knees | bessie no it was aye |
doon on your hands and | knees | f637: doon on yer hands |
halted leaned forward hands on | knees | gasping knackered somewhere to his |
here oan my hands an | knees | get awa wi ye if |
down on my hands and | knees | i couldn t tell if |
down on yer hands and | knees | scrubbin a great big shop |
down on my hands and | knees | sooking at the stubborn stain |
away on her hands and | knees | tess this should be a |
it on my hands an | knees | wi that shears there she |
fand hirsell up til hir | knees | in cauld bluid syne she |
fand masell up ti the | knees | in cauld bluid wi a |
fand him doon oan his | knees | sweepin up the stour frae |
an fite an feelin caul | knees | nae tae menchin stracht legs |
shorts on ostrich legs all | knees | and knobbles swing from white |
last ruin our legs and | knees | certainly felt the strain of |
legs knitted on when the | knees | wore out some had a |
kilt neatly over her fat | knees | and put her finger back |
and on her fat little | knees | she is holding beastie upside |
lori tess struggles to her | knees | throws her head back tess |
seein a wummin oan her | knees | an that wean s daen |
some auld dame oan his | knees | he prays tae jesus ah |
jonsar gaed doon on his | knees | an starts tae smell the |
bangs his head and his | knees | on the pavement and starts |
says sitting his sitting his | knees | he s sitting f1113: he |
tae noo get on yer | knees | a tell ye true ye |
sit doon oh watch yer | knees | m1090: i didna want that |
sticks and stanes skinnin yer | knees | on gravel duntin yer heid |
get e acid on yer | knees | or claes as e battery |
scrubbin brush and on yer | knees | ye scrubbed that flair until |
twa gaed doun on their | knees | an liftit up til him |
pushes ringan roughly off her | knees | awricht son gang you doun |
doun he went on his | knees | haudin hissel an it wis |
blate gae doun on bendit | knees | tae ask her haund nae |
e en doun on bendit | knees | tae pent the room or |
wes haurlie ever af hir | knees | at prayer an aw hir |
raxin nae ferrer nor hir | knees | hir gizz inby the freil |
neives an faws on hir | knees | pleadin och sweet madam mistress |
sae she bangs aff hir | knees | sets up hir mutch croun |
coonter gets doon on his | knees | a solemn an religious as |
bloomers awa doon aneath her | knees | an up under her oxters |
[laugh] [laugh] f638: and my | knees | and i was away doon |
nancy wis doon on her | knees | wi a jam jar pittin |
inspects andy s head and | knees | for damage but finds nothing |
behind his head bent his | knees | into a comfortable position started |
and balanced there upon his | knees | is an auld battered box |
flowers beth sinks to her | knees | but her arms stay out |
trouble with it in her | knees | even after having an operation |
earth being brought to her | knees | for our life giving oxygen |
line frequently tumbling on her | knees | for the safety of her |
us she drops to her | knees | in prayer return ma precious |
as she shimmied across his | knees | lily mcnamee he remembered her |
her belly it reached her | knees | she cudna daunce or sweem |
bogey and badly skinned her | knees | she was taken to rosebel |
mak her bend at the | knees | tak fricht an gae screichin |
oor men fecht til thair | knees | in snaw nae claes can |
kerlin felled him til his | knees | syne the trolls laucht it |
trousers that exposed his knobbly | knees | like two round moons gleaming |
on the spot with his | knees | right up he says eanie |
peter he called on his | knees | save me peter no one |
across the stage on his | knees | shaking a st vitus dance |
wauld fa an grazze his | knees | she d pick him up |
own scrawny warty clean pale | knees | sticking out between his clean |
said he dropped to his | knees | the metal leaking cold through |
saxty pun ticht atween his | knees | then wi oot ony warnin |
serred ilka day on his | knees | ti the stout auld butler |
had to go on his | knees | to get through the door |
have gone down on his | knees | to have me sign but |
him he d howked his | knees | up over his wee potbelly |
impact he was on his | knees | watching the blood from his |
letters good job cuz his | knees | wiz getting sore fae the |
daur quo profunditas on his | knees | ye ve quit the warld |
iron socket laid across the | knees | to hold a shoemaker s |
me f1121: up on your | knees | and that ll be easier |
does it not knacker your | knees | and your achilles m642: spine |
that you gripped between your | knees | as you hammered in the |
will that go on your | knees | f1126: will go that ice |
saiddle that straddled your two | knees | if you were doing flat |
you re up to your | knees | in snowdrifts over the paths |
here we go on your | knees | it s better darling on |
salt eh right on your | knees | please nae your feet right |
s better darling on your | knees | that s it f1126: ah |
to get down on your | knees | to coax from a dusty |
near goin down on bended | knees | into hock for a wee |
of the bed with my | knees | and chin together my soul |
up name standin there hur | knees | bed height level doc pause |
stretched tight over aggressively jutting | knees | he was my age and |
pull my skirt over my | knees | i was beginning to wonder |
at ease and bend my | knees | salute to the king and |
was out and my blae | knees | sore when my granny opened |
the bundle gently on my | knees | this merely adds a useless |
ablow the bedclaes an my | knees | up tae my kist that |
a wee hammer aff ma | knees | a goat sent fur x |
ma haert sunk tae ma | knees | for seein it so an |
ma wee quyne at ma | knees | stauns ma braw wee son |
to the pool on calloused | knees | five foot four in marks |
on its summit on their | knees | measuring their progress by the |
twa that s on yir | knees | whit wad ye say ti |
beans and pork slapping our | knees | in glee knowing who we |
you moved nearer till our | knees | touched i let you have |
a bit stiff at the | knees | wi aw that lowpin the |
snoots jug lugs an scabby | knees | a puckle pence bocht cowboy |
ti ferment an the erseboond | knees | at teeth green pianists ten |
byde here an warm yeir | knees | bi the ingil ah l |
i was the bee s | knees | ah a brolly you always |
bit he s the bees | knees | the blaegart rides aathin hud |
the daffodils rise from their | knees | and the sun enter at |
and that from the waist | knees | bent to lend power to |
with wan faces and weak | knees | occasionally wearing thins wisps of |
thought we were the bees | knees | yeah totally [laugh] f812: did |
a morris dancer s jangling | knees | please crowds yet ache to |