Cuts to the bone, but its still Rock n Roll Black Cadillac, gonna steal your soul Cant get enough, go and get your licks Caught in the scene get your
Verse 1 Killer on the dance floor Gun in her hand yeah! Shes out with her girlfriends Just drinking and dancing says! Cmon and get, Cmon and get Cmon
Verse 1 Shes so sexy, only seventeen A little bit of sugar to sweeten my tea yeah! Black sunglasses, low cut jeans Love at first sight if you know what
Verse 1 Hey You, Out there I hope youre Listening tonight Ive never asked for nothing But now I need you Verse 2 Hey You, Please answer Whyd my life
Take my control so you can get what you need Shadow my soul but give me no guarantees Never enough now tell me just where I'm at Why you want to go
: (Bowie) Just look through your window, look who sits outside Little me is waiting, standing through the night When you?ll walk through your door I
: Don't roll your eyes, 'cuz I'm the same guy you knew in high school. It's been two years now you act like I'm a stranger. Do you realize? We used
: I was looking lost It was cold outside The whiskey rocks How you caught my eye My red lips painted Just got them black I needed something To bring
: I was looking lost, it was cold outside The whiskey rocks how you caught my eye My red lips painted, just got them black I needed something to bring
: (Originally recorded by Lynyrd Skynyrd) [Are you guys ready? One, two, three, one, two, three] Yeah Train, roll on, on down the line Won't you,
: Too many sad days Too many Tuesday mornings I thought of you today I wished it was yesterday morning I thought of you today I dreamt you were
: Monday Tuesday Wednesday Ah, the milkmen came in, and that washing machine It's drivin' you crazy, to hear the kids scream Ah, but your life ain't
: It's Royce 5'9!! [Royce talking] Yeah, you scared ain't you? Haha Relax.. it's just music (It's Royce 5'9!!) D-Elite, Jah 5'9, Royce 5'9 Cha Cha,
: {Parle :} Un p'tit sourire... Vivement mardi gras, qu'on puisse enfin se deguiser Comme l'annee passee on va avoir un tas d'idees Des marquises, des
I was looking lost, it was cold outside The whiskey rocks, how you caught my eye My red lips painted just up in black I needed something to bring me back
Up and down, all night long Skippin' it down Skippin' it down Up and down, all night long Skippin' it down I'm a forty Ten O three on a Tuesday morning
the Mardi Gras Where the people sing and play Where the dancing is elite And there's music in the street Both night and day Hurry take me to the Mardi
I get busy, I get busy, smelling good you know it's easy ... on smoking that shit chinky I got a Rolex on my pinky b*tch you know what time is it Shining