Songtexte:
John Paul Young

Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena Where the dirt track meets the highway And there aint no time

Ooh It's such a long, long way to Pasadena Ooh It's such a long, long way to Pasadena Where the dirt track meets the highway And there aint no time

Übersetzung: John Paul Young. Im Regen stehen.

Übersetzung: John Paul Young. Pasadena.

Übersetzung: John Paul Young. Love Is In The Air.

Ooh It's such a long, long way to Pasadena Ooh It's such a long, long way to Pasadena Where the dirt track meets the highway And there aint no time

crowd cheers] Yeah! Said everybody out th-ere say "yeah!!" (YEEEEEAHHH) C'mon, and alright I need y'all to give it up, for Pablo on percussion for Paul John

10 niggas call it Tai-Chi Black blades, one hundred dollar seats Hold up, we at the opera Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper Chunky ass necklace Must be her birthstone John Paul

Jay, Dissin' Jay 'ill get you mased, When I start spitting them lyrics, niggas get very religious, Six Hail Maries, please Father forgive us, Young, the Archbishop, the Pope John Paul