voy a llevarte a un dentista de los de pago, pa sacarte to los diente y pa haserme un colla y corgarmelo al pescueso con la bombona de butano. -Estribillo- Jeronima, Jeronima
Tradução: Mojinos Escozios. Jerónima.
que voy a llevarte a un dentista de los de pago, pa sacarte to los diente y pa haserme un colla y corgarmelo al pescueso con la bombona de butano. -Estribillo- Jeronima, Jeronima
: Running back, you're on my mind Your name is in my ceiling And how i know, i know you're mine And for you i'm not leaving I hear you shouting I feel
Front and back, you're on my mind, your name is in my ceiling And how I know, I know you're mine and for you are not leaving I hear your shouting, I feel
Here's the story 'bout me and Jerome Just convinced him to come out of his home Free as freedom with the highways to rome He said 'I'll take a drink,
Well, everyday I work Bringin' home my pay Come to find out, baby You?ve given my money away Tell me, baby What you tryin? to do? You ain?t seen me hummin
A parody of "Riding With Private Malone" (Written by Thom Shepherd and Weed Newton. Recorded by David Ball) New lyrical adaptation by Cledus T. Judd (
Nasty and Jerome are very naughty naughty...naughty...naughty...naughty...naughty yeahh blud aiiiite yep yep yep brrrap yes nasty and jerome innit fuck
Somewhere, up fifteen miles Sifting through crackling vinyl Lost memories of my youth Are coming into view Between lost hills divide Quietly we sleep
When you walk in Jerome You never walk alone 'Cause the ghosts dance all around you All around you in Jerome Take the Bloody Basin Road Through Blackwater
Emancipation of myself and pain inside of me Sometimes I wonder where I'd be without You God There'd be a big old hole inside of me I sit and I wait for
Jerome - Don?t Know Why Theres no more you, theres no us, no discuss no more feelin blue, cryin over you no more of your excuses and how you wanna
Well, she woke up from a weird dream I don't know, half asleep I try to speak about it all Another one about a babe from back in the day Get a strange
Running back, you're on my mind Your name is in my ceiling And how i know, i know you're mine And for you i'm not leaving I hear you shouting I feel
What do we do in these crazy times? Inside, outside, I can feel it in my mind In the ocean and the river I can feel it in the tide And all day, all
When you walk in Jerome You never walk alone 'Cause the ghosts dance all around you All around you, in Jerome Take the Bloody Basin Road Through Black
