fall There's a fine line between us Such a fine fine line There's a fine line between us And it's always on my mind There's a fine line between us
Übersetzung: The Cars. Fine Line.
a long night how do you follow the sun how do you stay under the thumb there's a fine line between us such a fine fine line there's a fine line between
insane Like a rocket driven plane you can fly above the rain Up in the sky, you just feel fine There is no running out of time and you never cross a line
like us Hold pounds, smoke pounds, go round, showdowns Smif-n-Wessun 'bout to blow now Explode now, get dough, rip shows now Hit hoes now, switch profile Go wild like _Wildstyle_ Line
u shine These rappers out their mind don't come get'em make em rime Take a look at my design my luis fittin fine My jewelry might blind I'm a walking white line
, days drag on, even practice and parties seem long, but I found myself going, I guess there's nothing to do, oh well. Group of kids, line of cars, more
Classics.......ya average white folks Drop you in your tracks lyricly I knock your lights out I ain't one to strike out The only rapper who ain't nice Steppin' on a fine line
sexist If I'm sexist then I'm the sexiest sexist Bitch call me sexy sex sexy sexist! I see you hoes on TV glamorous models super celebrities Rolls-Royce fine
: (feat. Rick Ross, T-Pain) [Nicki Minaj:] I got a fresh line up, (ay) a nigga tied up, 'bout to have this Nigga face on smash.cause I gotta little
: I'm through with standing in line To clubs we'll never get in It's like the bottom of the ninth And I'm never gonna win This life hasn't turned out
cars Stuck in the time Stuck in this line I?m doing fine I?m doing mine I?m reading signs We?re killing time I?m stuck in time Stuck in this line Costanza
La-di-dahs drove Mini cars in the summertime. (In the summertime) Now they're towed away for parking on a double yellow line, And they can't pay the fine
we?ll have an awesome jersey time you know a ride on the Path aint? such a pain in the ass as long as you?re at the end of the line yo Jersey boy lets
the Jedi, I'm Laying down flows, putting mics on bedtime Give me my set time, and I'm a go rep mine Bars on fed time, cars on red line I be in the poems
Money, money, cars, cars Clothes, clothes, the hos I suppose, yeah I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hos I suppose I just
in jail Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we yell This here's some bullshit, like pit bulls in the bull pen Make that a fine, no If
say I'm fine All pink like birthday girls and valentines And then the stillness of the night reminds That I don't like to be alone My thoughts are race cars
