: So you think you know what's going on inside her head You think she wants your money but it's you she wants instead When you think about the things
: Standing in the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the mac said, "You've got to go back" You know they didn't even give
: The last balloon is leaving, the last balloon from fear The last balloon is leaving, form that line right here Climb aboard, climb aboard you menfolk
On the floor of Tokyo Or down in London town to go With the record selection with the mirror reflection I'm dancing with myself When there's no one else
let me show you that these niggas out here ain't ready for war (for the war) let me show you how to ball (ball) let me show you how yo real niggas gone ball
to know Legit ballers what legit ballers wee straight legit ballers what legit ballers wee straight legit ballers what legit ballers wee straight legit ballers what legit ballers
thanks to the all for givin' me a legit where to ball at Keepin' shit tight for y'all Come on and take a little trip with a legit balla Chi shot-callers
corn and I don't care or green grow the rushes, oh! -- whatever that means. at any rate, for this elite I have An ancient irish ballad, which was written
You can dance every dance with the one Who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight You can smile every smile for the one That hold your hand in the
The last balloon is leaving The last balloon from fear The last balloon is leaving Form that line right here Climb aboard, climb aboard, you menfolk
The number in nations The God in their hearts The justice in swine The devil in God This long hand that breaks our backs Still casting shadows on all
The man who preached the funeral Said it really was a simple way to die He laid down to rest one afternoon And never opened up his eyes They hired me
Young Pegi just died today Young Pegi just died today And I guess nobody even knows the case But the way the story goes She just ran out of clothes No
Here, there Amelia Earhart Queen of all the skies When you gonna fly That plane of yours Back through time? With the timing of a comet You'll be back
I got rhythm I got music I got my man who could ask for anything more? I got daisies in green patures I got my man who could ask for anything more? i
Tradução: Tom Lehrer. La balada irlandesa.
Tradução: Bandas sonoras. Kung Fu baile - Diversión Tomás.
Tradução: 54 soundtrack. Kung Fu baile - Diversión Tomás.
