译文: 朱莉安东尼. 噢，我的爸爸.
译文: 费舍尔，埃迪. 哦！我的爸爸（噢，我的爸爸）.
译文: 费舍尔，埃迪. 噢，我的爸爸.
I'm sorry I'm so selfish I'm sorry I won't be here for you I'm sorry a small metal spike owns me" Oh Opiate, Oh Revolver (where would i be without the
now My mama warned me about boys like you It's the reason I wear these high heel boots, yeah And let me give you a little piece of advice My papa packs
Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh! Oh oh! Oh oh! Oh oh!
was remote controls Now my whole life remote control, hit the block Dope control, got ghetto corners choking slow Grand mama go to church trying to soak my soul, oh This one's for my
bodyline right in time This reggae got soul, got so much soul You can come to my school Let me teach you all these rules Mama can do it, papa can do
tha best Tuck da nine by my spine all the time Stunt when I want a dead nigga fuck wit mine My neck and my ear get to flickin like a strobe My wrist and my
ah ah) Oh baby (Ah ah) Oh baby, baby (Ah ah) Touch my body, touch my body Oh boy just touch my body, I mean girl just touch my body
'll take my stand Rifle on my shoulder, 6 shooter in my hand Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door Lulu, my
in the sky I saw a big black cloud hanging in the sky I ask my papa when will it roll by Oh we're standing on the edge of the world Oh we're standing
the drummer said, "Boy, those cats begin to roam" Oh, baby oh we oh oh Ooh, la la that rock 'n' roll Ya, hear me oh we oh oh Ooh, la la that rock 'n'
in heaven above Robert Johnson sang the blues Shick Webb did those things that only he could do Charlie Christian started a new thing And, oh my, how
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty, delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked
Detroit, Detroit got a hell of a hockey team Got a left-handed way Of makin' a man sign up on that automotive dream Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh, Papa, Papa
ya Go downtown and eat it like a vulture See my hips and my tips, don?t ya See my a** and my lips, don?t ya Lost a few pounds and my whips for ya This
your spirit illuminates my soul Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can you see me? Papa, can you find me in the night? Papa, are you near me? Papa, can you
