Whatever happened to fair dealing And pure ethics and nice manners? Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass Whatever happened to class Class Whatever
i went through to avoid you And every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you But there's a light on in chicago And
Whatever happened to fair dealing And pure ethics And nice manners? Why is it everyone now is a pain in the Ass? Whatever happened to class? (Mama) Class
Übersetzung: Chicago. Klasse.
Übersetzung: Chicago Soundtrack. Catherine Zeta-Jones / Queen Latifah - Klasse.
Übersetzung: Chicago Soundtrack. Klasse.
Übersetzung: Gym Class Heroes. Chicago (Remix).
instant replay [x2] Cop a coupe and then recoup, we call it instant replay Say hello to goodbyes, we continue to heat wave, Chris! [Chris Brown:] VA to Chicago
Imagine Lagos like Las Vegas The Ballers dem a Ball Angola like Atlanta A pure plane take off Bush Gardens inna Mali Chicago inna Chad Magic Kingdom inna
fast Ayo, Deini it's on, check out the news flash Flew out the next day, back to the Tony estates Blew on the first class flight to L.A. It ain't take
to my 'migo I call, he said 10-4 Tight like Lamont Rollo My goal for El Gato My house like a ? Fat hoes in Chicago First class, tomorrow ? ? Phantom
stop, bout to hit the IHOP Got twenty inch mirrors rollin under the drop So clap that shit up y'all and make it hot [Chorus] [R. Kelly] New York, Chicago
Burton and album archives like Donald Byrd George Duke and Lee Morgan Shirley Scott Groove Holmes and Jimmy Smith up on the organ Gene Russell, the artist symbol of Chicago
like Las Vegas The Ballers dem a Ball Angola like Atlanta A pure plane take off Bush Gardens inna Mali Chicago inna Chad Magic Kingdom inna Egypt Philadelphia
off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors The pieces from the east is the shit And the flesh in the west is the best But twista love them chicago
you know?) One time, for your mom. {Chorus} Let's go to sleep in Paris, and wake up in Tokyo. Have a dream in New Orleans, Fall in love in Chicago,
to hit the IHOP Got twenty inch mirrors rollin under the drop So clap that shit up y'all and make it hot [Chorus] [R. Kelly] New York, Chicago
Girl well it's been one of those days again And it seems like the harder I try Over and over I'm right back where I began But you understand Oh girl when