jump then you gotta be shoved It's the howling and the moaning And the crying of the lonely and the Stark raving love Too much is never enough Stark
Превод: Стеинман, Џим. Старк Равинг Љубав.
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We started off heading for the top and set our sights on the sun. Now there's no more tears as we're standing here, and the morning light has begun. They
Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All these things that won't change come what may But our good times are all gone And I'm
You look lovelier tonight than I remember I'm so glad I got to see you once again I've enjoyed just sitting down and reminiscing But I've enjoyed as much
Jesus and the fiery furnace Oh the Devil and the deep blue sea Preacher say I'm gonna burn in Hell for all eternity But when I have my Judgment Day And
Hello there this is Jim Johnson And I'm here at the Harriet Tubman Underground railroad elementary school Today we have rap star, entrepreneur Puff Daddy
Charles Louboutin The bitch fainted, pulled her panties down, stained it That's my Chi-lingo, yeah I'm bi-lingual Ball by myself, nigga ocho, cinco Dancing With the Stars
Alright I'm gettin tired of your shit You don't never buy me nothin' See every time you come around You got to bring Jim, James, Paul and Tyrone See
know how to behave Playin' cowboy, now you sleep with the slaves Who's the desperado, sellin' bottles in the alley On some villain shit, wearin' a mask like Jim
hairy but... Yeah. And Iran, Iran so far away come home, and in my arms you'll stay Used to at the stars and dream round the world same stars were
ladies and gentlemen, the man you've all been waiting to see and hear, star of opportunity knocks, Liverpool?s sub-comedian, the fantastic SONNY JIM!!! (
aboard motherfuckers! While your brains get jacked I'm souped like two scoops of funk juice, word to mother The way I kick you swear that Jim Kelly was
slapped wit' the medley Still sippin' on Jack D to my neck and my head start feelin' heavy Doin' 125 down I-29, really think I need to start slowin'
Spiro Agnew to eat hog maws Confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary The revolution will not be televised The revolution will not be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theater and will not star
ain't kosher I heard a bunch of squeaky sounds from the house I don't think I'm suppose to is this the end of the Starks regime? Let me find out somebody
