t doin' right (Chorus) Say I know a little I know a little about it I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little 'bout love And baby
to In a hotel room you take your medicine On all fours, that's your medicine Feeling better son? Filling in the cracks In a nutshell Feeling any better now? Wish upon a
A little death around the eyes Taking medicine in your hotel room That's your medicine, better rest on all fours That's your medicine, in a nut shell
Tradução: Grace Slick. Un poco de amor.
't doin' right (Chorus) Say I know a little I know a little about it I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little 'bout love And baby
Part of the chorus A tree in the forest A little girl singer who's pavin' the way For a pretty young face Who was blessed with a grace And a smile that
how I feel (Come back, my analogue I hardly knew ya the high end sloping off a thing of beauty take hold, my little ones my minor key sonatas show forth your looping grace
a tough ho, or a soft ho? (That's right) Are you a big ho, or a little ho? (Lil' teenie weenie) A domestic ho, or an international ho? A rich ho, or a
talkin shit I'll empty my clip and G-unity gimme a minute to say my grace with God I see your face in the mirror I came a long way to talk and tell you
surely neva corey's a new believer actin like hes in a gang(in a gang)runnin round sayin his church is the greatest thang(yea)won't check a sermon unless
different than what your used to So let me break it down so the truth don't miss you I learned a little bible was ready to take off Armed with the truth but dropped the grace
word as it is Let His love be fruitful in Your works of Faith and Love, so Keep the faith It'll get a little harder/Yeah, yeah It'll get a little rougher
and laeve surely neva corey's a new believer actin like hes in a gang(in a gang)runnin round sayin his church is the greatest thang(yea)won't check a
praise even though the devil's all up in my face But he keeping me safe and in my place, say grace For the case to race with a chance to face the judge
laughin' we're passin' passin' away Little Eazy's long gone, really wish he would come home But when it's time to die, gotta go bye bye, all a little
in her face Knowing deep down it could have been her saving grace What if she's an angel A little girl on daddy's lap Hiding her disease with a baseball
the time to evolve You could not swallow it No, baby you're not ready Slow down We had a lot to learn Table manners and grace, how to wait your turn
