WC f E-40, Too $hort — тексты песен

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Moffats, The

• Girl of My Dreams
  

  
  You are the girl of my dreams
  In my heart I believe
  You are the girl of my dreams,
  Baby, of my dreams
  All alone in my room
  Wishing that you were here
  Without you in my arms
  I`m holding back all of...

Oddie Bill

• Goodies Theme Tune 1
  

  
  Goodies, Take a little good advice
  Try a trip to paradise
  It`s not hard to find,
  You`ve got it on your mind
  You can`t pretend it wouldn`t be nice
  It`s whatever turns you on.
  Goodies
  
  
  circus...

Swinging Blue Jeans

• Tutti Frutti
  

  
  Wabadadooda wambambam
  Tutti Frutti all route it Tutti Frutti all route it
  Tutti Frutti
  all route it Tutti Frutti all route it
  Tutti Frutti
  all route it
  Wabadadooda wambambam
  
  Von Liverpool kommen w...

Cryptic Carnage

• Disobediance
  

  
  
  
  One morning the duke then Is looking down the courtyard A sight so cruel and cold, An act of violence-so senseless, The silence is like a moaning scream, Death takes everything, just like here...

WC f E-40, Too $hort

• Keep Hustlin`
  

  [WC] Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH! [E-40] BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah! [WC] Dub Cya, nya! [E-40] Uhhhh, hah! [WC] Fonzarelli, what`s crackin loc? [E-40] Whassupish weebelations? [WC] $hort Dawg, we all hogs [TS] Ain`t nuttin nigga, it`s that pimp shit bwo...

Cryptic Slaughter

• Black and White
  

  
  
  
  Violence throughout the land Racial groups, they plan attack I`m tired of white man`s crimes It looks to be for good this time Brother and brother They kill one another Without a real cause Fight for what`s fair For what`s really...

Bob Seger and The Silver Bullet Band

• American Storm
  

  
  
  
  Headin` out on some uncharted path You soon turn back It happens time and time again You never seem to reach the end Someone`s out there on the street tonight When things go wrong He`ll guarantee to make them right If the price is...

Travis Tritt

• A Hundred Years From Now
  

  
  When you left I nearly lost my mind.
  And I tried to drown my sorrows,
  Every night, in warm red wine.
  My old heart broke to pieces,
  But i`ll get by somehow.
  Cause I won`t care,
  Lord a hundred years from now.

Bob Seger

• 16 Shells from a 3006
  

  
  
  
  Words and music by tom waits Plugged 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six And the black crow flew through A hole in the sky And I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule And I made me a ladder ftom a pawn shop marimba And I ...