me where I belong Sometimes you smile at the clothes that I wear You listen to reason when I just don't care If it's bringing me down then I start to
Übersetzung: Bad Company. Where I Belong.
take me where I belong Sometimes you smile at the clothes that I wear You listen to reason when I just don't care It's bringing me down, then I start
: You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe, But you're back where you belong. Go get me my pistol, babe, Honey, I can't tell right from wrong
And sometimes I need some good ole company [Chorus] She don't ask any questions And she don't flirt with the other boys She belongs to me Sugar Marie I never thought I
then, now I'm just amused Don't have time to be singin' the blues I can do what I like, I can go where I choose The when is now and the where is right
You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe But you're back where you belong Go get me my pistol, babe Honey, I'd ain't tell right from wrong Baby
don't flirt with the other boys She belongs to me Sugar Marie, Sugar Marie I never thought I needed no one I can make a big enough mess myself Oh, but when I
All I need is me Everybody says they know me better than I know myself But I don't know nobody else has felt what I felt Did what I did or been where I
And sometimes I need some good ole company CHORUS She don't ask any questions And she don't flirt with the other boys She belongs to me, Sugar Marie I never thought I
nicer? I don't think I'm really belonging here. I didn't actually do anything wrong. [Mama Morton] Don't need to tell me, honey. I've never heard of
I want you so bad Baby, baby, baby, baby Oooh I get so high When I'm around you baby I can touch the sky You make my temperature rise You're makin me
the strike was on They moved us miners out of doors Out from the houses that the company owned We moved into tents at old Ludlow I was worried bad about
was on, They drove us miners out of doors, Out from the houses that the Company owned, We moved into tents up at old Ludlow. I was worried bad about
You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe, But you're back where you belong. Go get me my pistol, babe, Honey, I can't tell right from wrong.
