Letras:
Air Left Bank

Left Bank Left bank, I'm waiting for someone Someone to be my friend Outside, traffic's running slowly I hear it from my window Without you, I'm getting

Left bank, I'm waiting for someone Someone to be my friend Outside, traffic's running slowly I hear it from my window Without you, I'm getting lost

Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook gal) Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air And jook gal (Jook gal jook gal jook

door bell of the next door neighbors on their front porch (their front porch, their front porch, their front porch, their front porch) But they didn't want me neither so they left

cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall. The curfew had been lifted and the gambling wheel shut down, Anyone with any sense had already left

cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall. The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down, Anyone with any sense had already left

a bank account (wood) But I don't recognize the busta So I hit up the hood, wit one hand on the heater The other in the air, Dogg Pound gangsta's yo,

is set There's still more than a few things left I haven't got to yet Go for a walk, say a little prayer Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my

shapes of animals sprung from corruption;& the air was full of them,& seem'd composed of them: these are devils, and are called powers of the air. I