wooh, ehhhh, wooooh. I've been waiting on the sunset Bills on my mindset I can get deny theyre getting high Higher than my income Income's breadcrumbs
(Lulu Santos - Waly Salomao) Assaltaram a gramatica Assassinaram a logica Meteram poesia na bagunca do dia-a-dia Sequestraram a fonetica Violentaram a
I turn the music down And I don't know why, this is my house I turn the music down And I don't know why, this is my house The best friend on the payroll
You were a boy before you became a man I don't see the joy And you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around and they were gone Again A sick boy
Head in the clouds And a mouthful of pie Head in a blouse Everybody loves him, I see why Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave
You don't know a thing about their lives They live where you wouldn't dare to drive You shake as you think of how they sleep But you write as if you all
You fight with your right hand and caress with your left hand Everyone I know is sick to death of you With a tear that's a mile wide in the kite that
There's too many people Planning your downfall When your spirit's on trial These nights can be frightening Sleep transports sadness To some other mid
Compare the best of their days With the worst of your days, you won't win With your standards so high and your spirits so low At least remember, this
He's just too good-natured and He's got too much money and He's got too many girlfriends I'm jealous, that's all Have you seen him go, though? Oh Have
Hey Ho, Lets Go Hey Ho, Lets Go Hey Ho, Lets Go Hey Ho, Lets Go They're forming in a straight line They're goin through a tight wind The kids are losing
raggedy ann came out to play kittened a thin disguise against the day painted a face across the mask victim of the looking glass: store windows are cruel
We were very happy, well at least I thought we were Can't somebody tell me what's got into her A house, a home, a family, and a man that loves her so
I dig you cause your fashion is so keen I dig the way you look in those tight jeans And I don't wanna wait any longer to tell you What's on my mind I
(Verse 1) I was nearly a soul getting ready to go Having one last talk with my maker He said you're going to earth for better or worse We'll see you back
You're not the type Type of girl to remain With the guy, with the guy too shy Too afraid to say, he'll give his heart to you forever I'm not the boy that
At the bass y'all At the trumpet y'all Well I'm five on a good day six I got plenty of things need to fix A bigger chest and dimples in my face With
(Verse 1) It's like I've been feeling like a helium balloon You know I'm always on the rise Or is this love, love, love, love, love? Dead winter but it
