're spending your time Wanting for words but never speak You tell yourself that the things you need come slow But inside you just don't know My, my, my
're spending your time Wanting for words But never speak You tell yourself That the things you need come slow But inside you just don't know My, my, my
Übersetzung: Thomas, Rob. My, My, My.
Übersetzung: Thomas, Rob. My Christmas Prayer.
You're spending your time Wanting for words But never speak You tell yourself That the things you need come slow But inside you just don't know My, my, my
you whisper and the words melt everyone But you stay so cool My mu-equita, my Spanish harlem Mona Lisa Your my reason for reasons The step in my groove
on my feet at the break of the sun President of the Gangster Na-tion We don't go to war, we go to the store We rob from the rich, and give to the poor
recess, but I'm finna come to court To hit the Chinese store to get a couple of loose Newports My beeper started to beep and it was my lawyer, want his
playing now I know, that you are in love with me and with me only but it's getting on my nerves the way you hound me just look into my eyes, don't try
: (originally by Cream feat. Rob Thomas) It's getting near dawn When the lights close their tired eyes I'll soon be with you, my love To give you my
I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone But you stay so cool My munequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa Your my reason for reason The step in my
pops bottle] AWWWWWWWWW SHIT~! [The Lonely Island] I feel alive for the first time Each sip hits my lips like a landmine Without Carlos in my life I
Feeling worn down like a piece of glass Doesn't take too much to get yourself to feed your monkey Tell some white lies, they can swallow them You don'
so small I'm not that strong but I'd sure like to be But you know me You know me I'm always sorry, sorry, always I got a lot of problems and my problems
? That's right mother fucker, here try it Alright, ah shit I feel alive for the first time Each sip hits my lip like a landmine Without Carlos in my
Rob thomas, jay stanley, brian yale and john goff I reach within my isolation, I harbor it, I honor it You say you'd like to see me closer, of course
People my age, tried to say slow my speed up Cause I smoked bogies, staked on weed up Chorus: [Carl Thomas] (Noreaga) I love my life (Love my life, yo) Sold drugs my
trustin' and you got my word Oh for beter or worse missed you so much you just my girl for ever Now now that I found my girl I ain't neva eva eva gon'
