Me I'm just a poor boy, from across the far southland,. And I've traveled many days to reach this place to mke my stand,. I fell in with a merry band, and drank away the hours..
Perdido,. I look for my heart. It's perdido. I lost it way down in Torito. The day the fiesta started. Bolero,. . I sway that they play the Bolero. I kissed me the listing sombrero.
Can't tell the end from the start. But I know how it will be. I'm gonna hijack your heart. You'll belong to me. . The furthest thing from your mind. But you can't see what I see.
Pour me another strong one, my baby just walked in the door. Tearing out my heart with her new love as she waltzes across that floor. Pour me another quick one I can't take this misery.
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore. It was where everyone could see. He belonged to someone, but not me. On his hand was a plain gold band. . Plain gold ring has a story to tell.
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore. It was where everyone could see. He belonged to someone, but not me. On his hand was a plain gold band. . Plain gold ring has a story to tell.
Butterfly searching for a relax. Pulling from the jazz stacks cause it's Sunday. On the air is incense, sounds to the ceiling. Tried to get this feeling since Monday.
If some of ya'll never been down south too much. I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this. So that you'll understand what I'm talkin' about. Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods.
Put your hands up for Detroit. Put your hands up for Detroit. A lovely city. . Put your hands up for Detroit. Put your hands up for Detroit. A lovely city.
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone. Honey, though our friendship ceases from now on. And if you can't say anything uptight. It's better not to talk at all, is my advice.
Make way for the pigeon kicker. Splattering the city wall. Nothing ever seemed so pretty. Nothing ever seemed so dull. . Past the line of cigarette trees.
Real nigga walk through, been real. (Dream Team), lot of cake. Coke Boy, Black Bottle Boys, (Bad Boy). Ciroc lifestyle, (Yo, check this out). . I been getting high since '94.
I've been on tenterhooks. ending in dirty looks,. list'ning to the Muzak,. thinking 'bout this 'n' that.. She said that's that.. I don't wanna chitter-chat..
White as a cotton clown. Silence sea and sky. Innocent as the child. Always asking why. I can take you there. I can show you. I can take you there. I'll be there.
You, pretty thing. Let me buy you a wedding ring. Let me hear the choir sing. Oh, you pretty thing. . You, pretty thing. Let me walk you down the aisle.
Está mal, no me toquen mas. La marihuana no se viene muy mala te hace ver otra realidad. Te vas a atar a la fidelidad. Homosexual es una mala palabra no es de gente normal.
¿Puede mi angustia ser tu alegría?. ¿Puede esta melodía ser mejor?. ¿Puede la astucia ser algún día. La salida a mi agonía. De imaginación?. . ¿Puede mi infierno ser.
Vuelvo a ser esclavo. Vuelvo a despertar. La noche de anoche. Me dejó sin gas. Y ese reloj de mierda. Que ya empieza a pelear. Con mi tiempo. Miro hacia el techo.
People get ready. There's a train a comin'. You don't need no baggage you just get on board. All you need is faith. To hear the diesel comin'. Don't need no ticket you just thank the Lord.
Why is my love so cold. No more will I pretend. Gasping for air as you're slipping through my fingers. Don't kiss me goodbye. Please don't leave here.