Virtual Reality — текст песни (Rusted Root)

Well your momma. Your momma well she says she`s alright,
You know she just don`t care.
Livin alone in a big dome light Feelin the breeze in her hair,
Well won`t cha comma,
A babble on, A won`t cha come along
babble on, come along, a babble on

won`t cha come along, cause we`re

Livin a land of Virtual Reality,

Ooh & my baby`s at home in bed,
Ooh well & I`m alone in my head

She long for my wicked wind my lover
long for my stare, She long for my lady right,
Woman please don`t bite my stare,
my stare, but comma momma babble on,
Won`t cha come along

well Babble on, come along,
a Babble on, won`t cha come along, cause we`re

Livin in a land of virtual reality

Ooh & my baby`s at home in bed,
Ooh well & I`m alone in my head

She long for my wicked wind,
My lover long for my stare,
She long for my lady right,
woman please don`t bite my care,
my care, But comma momma babble on,
won`t cha come along...
(c) 2002 Island Def Jam Music Group