you mother?. ?Turn around where the street-lamps fall, turn around and just carry on, Turn around to the streets of paradise, You?ll see me anyhow! Turn around where the street-lamps fall, turn around
tete Moi non, j'en peux plus, tu n'es qu'un chien, c'est trop bete La situation m'avait pourtant l'air d'etre des plus nettes C'est clair, que je l'aime
dernier Jusqu'au dernier printemps Le ciel aura Le ciel aura vingt ans Les amoureux en auront tout autant (As long as will turn That will turn the time
you told me you was gay And I can't even look the other way Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive L-O-L laughing, you're a gold
's justified Tease me a little It's my turn to take it to the middle Let me palm that thing You got the bomb, I disarm that thing Turn it around girl
le temps Jusqu'au dernier Jusqu'au dernier printemps Le ciel aura Le ciel aura vingt ans Les amoureux en auront tout autant As long as will turn That will turn
honies dug it Like every single day and bounce around the way And chicks are never waitin' when the bodies start marinatin' We expand in player's land to unknowns To turn
Niggaz out here in this rap shit Turning this shit into some fuckin' after shit Step into my chamber I hang ya Like a stranger out tah dry with the mic cord Rapped around
it's justified Tease me a little It's my turn to take it to the middle Let me palm that thing You got the bomb, I disarm that thing Turn it around girl
you told me you was gay And I can't even look the other way Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive L-O-L laughin', you're a gold
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told me you was gay And I can't even look the other way Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive L-O-L laughin', you're a gold Oscar
niggaz out here in this rap shit turning this shit into some fuckin' after shit step into my chamber I hang ya like a stranger out tah dry with the mic cord rapped around
dug it like every single day and, bounce around the way and chicks are never waitin when the bodies start marinatin We expand in player's land to unknowns to turn