Yavas yavas bak?ssak Yavas yavas gulussek Yavas yavas kac?rsak gozlerimizi Yavas yavas yanassak Yavas yavas konussak Yavas yavas tan?ssak Yavas
What's going on in the city tonight What's going on, what's going on What's going on in the city tonight What's going on in the city tonight What's going
[verse 1] I read of all the magazines while waiting around. you said you couldnt wait to see me, but you got stuck in town so turn off the phone now were
Burn, burn the house on fire I'm so sick and tired I can still remember your sound It's cut, cut, cutting me down I'm locked and loaded You're so milk
So many faces passin' me by Each of them, nameless and hollow inside Tell me, do you feel the same? Could we live the dream they all run to? Believe
And so another journey has come to an end Another moment passed that will not, will not, come again Resting in the shade of oak, so it has always been
Mr. Bigs, you know you got to keep me jigs Mr. Bigs, you know you got to keep me jigs Mr. Bigs 1 - Float on, float on, float on, float on (Don't you
Knew you'd be here tonight So I put my best dress on Boy I was so right Our eyes connected Now nothin's how it used to be No second guesses Trackin'
Are you gonna be, say that you're gonna be She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita, will definitely set this party off
[BABYFACE] BABY DIM THE LIGHTS WHILE I POUR THE WINE SLIP THE MUSIC UP NICE AND SLOW WANNA MOVE WITH U INSIDE A GROOVE LIKE NO ONE'S EVER KNOWN
Overnight oh, Overnight oh Verse 1: I wish the pain would go away I wish they'd find a cure today I asked the doctor what it means He said "Things ain
Yeahhhhhhhhhh yeh, Yeahhhhhhhhhh yeh, Haw haw haw hawww, ooooooooo yehhhh! When it comes to slow love devine, shorty be by my side, Cruisin out of your
I can't wait for the moment to kiss your tender lips But you told me we should take it slow I'm so in love with you, don't know what to do And these really
Hey, nice piano playin', Manilla Thank you, Miss M Whatcha doin' these days? Makin' records Really? Yes, really Do you still play piano for people? Well
Waking up dead, inside of my head Would never, never do, there is no med No medicine to take I?ve had a chance to be insane Asylum from the falling rain
Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Zoomin' in and
Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh There's so much that I wanna do to you First you gotta step into this room Look into my eyes, I'ma look right into yours Cut the
Blue now is the color Love the drug I'm needing Got to keep this feeling With the headlights burning We're looking up for something Answers on the ceiling