Letras:
The Jam

: Yo yo yo Yo yo yo Yo yo yo Nobody's gona wana get next to me Cause they know (they know) I'll take this one I wont let it go Doesn't' matter how you

: Oh... Yeah... Ohh... Instrumenatal Gather 'round guys It's time to start list'nin Practice makes perfect But perfects not workin' Theres a law out

: I'm good at wasting time, I think lyrics need to rhyme, and you're not asking but Im tryna grow a mustache, I eat cheese, but only on pizza, please

: So lets sing Na Na na na na Heya Come on lets sing Na Na na na na Heya This is our song That's all that matters 'Cause we all belong Right here together

: It's like He dosen't hear a word i say His mind is somewhere far away And i don't know how to get there It's like He olny wants to chill out Makes

: We're like a melody with no words Until we figure it out We sing La, la, la, la, la, la I kno it's smiple yeah but it's worked right up til now its

: We can turn around Turn around Oh oh I Know you Checkin? on me She be checkin? on you Oh Gimme the beat And i?m ready to go Gimme the start line I?

little somethin' somethin' [Verse 1: 50 Cent] You screamin' ya gun jam Nigga your gun ain't jam They let off ya bitch ass ran You screamin' ya gun jam

entre amis, Pour faire une jam. Chacun prenant son instrument, Qu'il soit a cordes ou bien a vents, Laisse parler son temperament, Pour faire une jam