stops there it's the tail of the times She said Damn, I lost my number and I lost my head, baby Now, I though about it and I could be dead baby Damn,
stops there It's the tale of the times She said, damn, I lost my number and I lost my head, baby Now, I thought about it and I could be dead, baby Damn
there it's the tail of the times She said Damn, I lost my number and I lost my head, baby Now, I though about it and I could be dead baby Damn, I lost
Traduzione: Girls Aloud. Accidenti.
there It's the tale of the times She said Damn! I lost my number and I lost my head, baby Now, I thought about it and I could be dead, baby Damn
I'm in a car chase Cops on my tail, but can't keep pace Just robbed a bank, now I'm pullin rank Step to the curb of my tank Sirens sound aloud, police
girls a genius whoa ohohohohoh, I think she is serious whoa ohohohohoh, That girls a genius whoa ohohohohoh, I think she is serious whoa ohohohohoh, That girls a genius, That girls
're rocking a crowd ain't nothing Freestyling and so what in the world are you think you going to do With that wack crew, your whole damn setup F.O.S.
up in the corner on hand, and then I hurl Call my girl Tell her I'm drunk and can't make it I tried to drink the whole damn bar and couldn't take it
the corner on hand, and then I hurl Call my girl Tell her I'm drunk and can't make it I tried to drink the whole damn bar and couldn't take it That'
teach To write a book like Edward ??Shaw Keats?? Motivate the crowd aloud to get a response Catch the mood of ambiance No Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey ???, played like a damn
ass that was for the taken I remember wakin up at the flat fucked up in the back Checkin on my weed and scratch I damn near fell out the lat I hit the
town Young mullah, baby Hop back in my spaceship Girl, I gotta drop your ass off (Oh oh eh eh) Last night, yeah we were spaced girl You love it, girl
number and passed on ass that was for the taken I remember wakin' up at the flat, fucked up in the back Checkin' on my weed and scratch I damn near
'll read my shits aloud We can dance all night, but you ain't gettin' none, none Sorry I turn you on, take a cold shower when you get home Girls and
in fury i hit em with the fury fist fist of fury ...... and i murdered this they star gazing like copernicus verdict is not guilty spit game so filthy cow girls
stand in our way We are the best, so screw the rest We do as we damn well please Until the end, St Trinians Defenders of anarchy Victorious, Rebellious We do as we damn
'll drag you under No doubt about it Uh, she got you good Midnight, cruising up to heaven in the neighborhood It's skin tight, Balenciaga, damned if