No messing with a sense of humor Will see you through scrapes and all shapes of clouds We're late, we should have got here sooner You can't rush fate
Somehow the season Always brings a picture of you Baby boom baby Holding on for everything you figured you're due Little turtleneck girl the moon on
Somehow the season always brings a picture of you, baby boom baby. Holding on for everything you figured you're due, little turtleneck girl. The moon
No messing with a sense of humour Will see you through scrapes And all shapes of clouds We?re late we should have got here sooner You can?t rush fate
Übersetzung: Taylor, James. Baby Boom Baby.
: Somehow the season always brings a picture of you, baby boom baby. Holding on for everything you figured you're due, little turtleneck girl. The moon
amici sfigati Non me la menare non capisco cosa vuoi tanto lo sapevi che non ero come voi a me piaccion le birre scure e le moto da James Dean
tuoi amici sfigati Non me la menare non capisco cosa vuoi tanto lo sapevi che non ero come voi a me piaccion le birre scure e le moto da James Dean non
how to use it The good back horn They don?t want music, they don?t know how to use it All they want is [a boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom boom] Oo,
surge, the pull, away from the curb The way the sound-reverberate As I push my foot down, accelerate straight out of town And with the help of James
: They come from the cities And they come from the smaller towns Beat up cars with guitars and drummers Goin crack boom bam [Chorus:] R.O.C.K. in the
: (Sammy Cahn/James Van Heusen) Texas across the river where my wandrin' days I'll bid goodbye. Just the sound of Texas gets me "boom" in the solar
go pop Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop You see him standing on the furniture doing his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' crouch, Rick James
with the juice, that my new shit 2 bentleys, 2 lambos, I'm the truth bitch I never gave a fuck, I'm from simpson road Niggas hatin on me, cause I'm bout to expload [Ka-Boom
In two-to-six hours, We'll meet back here and regroup Now let's shoop Roll up to her crib with some Bartles & James Hop off the bus with the Alize
house Carolina's in the house Verse Three: Yoo-hoo watch the birdie!! While Red wreck your brains early If rap was B-Ball, I'd have assists like James
