Превод: Ескуирес. Гет Он Уп.
I wasn't jealous before we met Now every woman I see is a potential threat And I'm possessive, it isn't nice You've heard me saying that smoking was my
(B. Andersson/B. Ulvaeus) People everywhere A sense of expectation hanging in the air Giving out a spark Across the room your eyes are glowing in the
Where are those happy days? They seem so hard to find I try to reach for you But you have closed your mind What ever happened to our love? I wish I understood
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Let's go out and have some fun With our ski mask and hand guns Driving fast cars to the sun We'll be blind but we'll die young We were wild when we were
Some people think they jive me But I know they must be crazy Don't see their misfortune I guess they're just too lazy Je suie le grand zombie My yellow
No easy about it Born to a mountain slide You're gonna learn to take a dive No easy about it I won't tell you not to need it 'Cause you don't want no
Hipnotizandome en silencio vi flores de plastico a su paso cayendo y toda la banda que esta en la esquina la sigue mirando tan duros de tiempo y ella
Yeah I'm Tryin to catch me sumthin I'ma catch you sumthin [Chorus] Nigga that watch is nice That's what you bought from me That chain is nice That's
Hook:(rpt.2x). Ski ski mask over my skull Papers in my mouth cause I'm real Bitch it's a house call Glock nine wit no love Killaz from the south gotta
[R.Iorio] Cervezas en la esquina del barrio barón Rutina sin malicia que guarda razón Quien olvido las horas de su juventud, murmurando
Self sent a twister A tearin' after me Gonna bust my house to splinters yes An' take all that's dear to me You say you saw it comin' yeah But still you
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And so they say Hey kid why can't you keep your head up? Please stop pleading and start acting like yourself. Well who the hell is that anyway? So with
Yeah, I'm tryin' to catch me sumthin' Li'l jokes or somethin' sumthin' **** that watch is nice, that's what you bought from me That chain is nice, that
The radio's on, it's some jazzy 60s song She makes him laugh out loud by trying to sing along But how many years has it been since she was seventeen?
I WALK ON GUILDED SPLINTERS WRITERS MALCOLM JOHN REBBENNACK JR aka DOCTOR JOHN Some people think they jive me, but I know
