't expect to see him again It's a boy, Mrs. Walker, it's a boy It's a boy, Mrs. Walker, it's a boy A son, a son, a son
Captain Walker didn't come home His unborn child will never know him Believe him, missing with a number of men Don't expect to see him again
Tradução: Que, el. Es un muchacho.
Tradução: Que, el. Overture / Es un muchacho.
: There's a man who came to stay The boy he replaced, disappeared without a trace... Stole all my songs and my style away No-one would say what they
a face with no blemishes So I'm movin' with the force of an olympian So cold with it you would think that I invented it Yea, I got a million ways to get it
the shoes up Can you... like it, I could kill you if you're doing that A reminder for those of you who forget Here's the king... bout to say a big deal
: Who's got What it takes to be My guy What it takes to make Me shine What it takes to get Me fired up Who's got What it takes to be My beau What it
uncomplaining as a tree Not a thing like me You?re not a teenager So don?t act like one Sure she?s a heartbreaker Does she have one? Is it down
do nuttin at all Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic A most a the youths them waste it And when dem waste it, dat's when dem take da guns
and it a beat drop it Police come inna jeep and dem can?t stop it Some seh dem a play boy or Playboy rabbit Funnyman a get drop like a bad habit Some
yourself drafted So you went ahead and went And you thought you'd be a hero And not a dissident War Crime... War Crime You used to be a good boy You
: Cruisin' down the center of a two way street Wond'rin' who is really in the driver's seat Mindin' my bus'ness along comes big brother Says, "Son
the sky Another night, it's gonna be a long one She draws the shade and hangs her head to cry She wonders how it ever got this crazy She thinks about a boy
the sky. Another night, it's gonna be a long one. She draws the shade and hangs her head to cry. She wonders how it ever got this crazy. She thinks about a boy
oh yeah, And it's a certain kind of fool who Like to hear the sound of his own name Oo... A poster on a storefront, the picture of a wanted man
it (beat it), Just beat it (beat it), Just beat it (beat it). Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it. Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat
