[Verse 1 - Currensy] Poolside, too high, with three bitches With four lives, I'm finna deal Be out at 5 in that 600 Benz Or that 750i. Ate 9 slices of
Que Ganas de no verte nunca mas Aunque me muera Hacerme de corage y escapar Por esa puerta Que ganas de no verte nunca mas Y ser valiente Decirte que
Put whiskey in the gas tank Put blood on the wheels I gotta jar of tobacco And I'm down with the deal Well I know that I'm loaded And I'm outta my mind
Gonna take a chance on her one bullet in the cylinder And in a moment of passion get the glory like Charles Manson Gonna smile, I'm gonna laugh you're
Another happy lad with dirty pictures plastered on the wall. A british beach collection a classic alcoholic argument. I don't want to see the sights there
I could love you once or twice I think you?d find it very nice But then I?d have to call it quits And tear your little heart to bits I think you're gonna
I'm just so tired Won't you sing me to sleep And fly through my dreams? So I can hitch a ride with you tonight And get away from this place Have a new
Just to see her, just to touch her Just to hold her in my arms again one more time If I could feel her warm embrace see her smiling face Can't find anyone
This day, so gray, betray and decay You said I slay but your mind was so blind You could never understand My point of view Despair, beware, this nightmare
Nada a ver (Humberto Gessinger) Um cao sem dono, uma arvore no outono O Nono mes de gravidez Eu perco o sono, ao som de Yoko ono E telefono pra voces
Hello, yeah, it's been a while Not much, how 'bout you? I'm not sure why I called I guess I really just wanted to talk to you And I was thinking maybe
I was asleep with both eyes open Dream freeze sprinklers in the sun Beer soaked mansions block the sky Dingos howl and white flags fly The future's put
Little Willie John and Hank Ballard (John Darlynn, John Mertis Jr, Hank Ballard) Recorded Cincinnati Oct 25, 1960 King LP Album #739 'Sure Thing' 1/61
Tell me that you've got Everything you want And your bird can sing But you don't get me You don't get me You say you've seen seven wonders And your bird
You know this is not real life Are you confused? You see yourself up On the big screen You ain't as large in person You're not threatening Did you forget
Someone's got it in for me He's trying to get to you You think he knows what you need But not a word he says is true When it's time to move in He is
You have worked your way up to the top Thought that you would make the whole world stop Up to Venus, Mars and Jupiter Bet your feet don't even touch the
Nobody was paying attention Man, you had the world on the run Everybody jump, everybody swoon Everyone was whistling your tune Now you're dying to make