I've been waiting. For this moment for sometime. Anticipating. All the ways you blow my mind. And maybe it's just the way that you do. The way that you do the things that you do.
Ti vorrei nel chewin-gum. Mentre vado a lavorare in tram. Ti vorrei solo al bar. Ti vorrei come una mamma al C.A.R.. Ti vorrei dentro I jeans. Quarta donna del mio triste tris.
T'innamorerai. forse non di me. starai ferma lì. e succederà da sé ... da sé. Della libertà. degli amici tuoi. te ne fregherai. quando t'innamorerai ... vedrai.
E' tempo buttato via. parlare di te e di me. meglio lasciarsi in Piazza San Giovanni. dove passa il 23. tempo buttato ormai. inutile stare qui. col tergicristallo che ipnotizza.
Bring! Bring! On the bicycle. Beep! Beep! In the car. Ping! Ping! A submarine. Phew! Phew! helicopter. A choo-choo train. An aeroplane. A "wee!" down the slide.
Before electric light,. You paddled through the soup of darkness as a crocodile,. Cherry picking in the river,. I would leave crisp note footprints at the bankside.
The moment I said it.. The moment I opened my mouth.. Let in your eye lids. Bulldoze the life out of me.. I know what you're thinking.. But darling you're not thinking straight..
Inside out, upside down twisting beside myself. Stop that now. Because you and I were never meant to meet. I think you better leave. It's not safe in here.
Hey babe, how's your day been?. No, you first.. Oh, what, the day's quite bad?. Yeah, sorry. . Where are you, I can hardly hear you. A taxi distracted, anyway you, you were saying.
Gently as we go, gently as we go. Steady as we go, steady as we go. . I can sense in opening the front door as we came in. You were burning a hole in my back.
I spit 'em down, rockin' a frown. Bullet in my leg got me hoppin' around. In a wheelchair as a wobble around. Held up at the block, start lockin' it down.
Get yo hands out my hair girl.... Hurricane! (hurricane!) bang bang bang bang bang bang (beat it out the frame). Say lil' mama.... . And I can touch you here and I can touch you there.
(Verse). Welcome to the garden that hates you and Jim larden. Where weed trees grow around the things that leave the parted. By AKs and black bags you think are full of garbage.
T.B. Blues 3:38 Trk 2. Champion Jack Dupree. (Jack Dupree). Jack Dupree - vocal & piano. Ennis Lowry - guitar. Wendell Marshall - bass, Willie Jones - drums..
You a strugglin artist. You wanna move to the ghetto. Hey, look at me everybody. Wanna fit in with the minorities. . You don't want a job. But he don't need one either.
Colombian cartel. Coca paste potent smell. Boats off for San Pedro. Good work men! Bring my dough. Tribal dance. Tribal dance. It's a full moon yeyo de coca.
Hey, would you hear me?. The out of it kid wants to be accepted. Will you listen? Got my mail with a giant will. Now I got a bed made of ten dollar bills.
Yes you should have seen her face. Straight out of Peyton Place. Pseudo movie star. Total disgrace. Beggin' on her hands and knees. Won't you just love me please.
Many years of fighting. For the cause. Religion separates the law. Loyal man bomb in his hand. Proudly he stands. Sacred plot, innocent shot. Crazy patriots.