Testi:
John Carter

Lil Wayne] Yeah Load up the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John

Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and cock it, and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John Lennon

(from "Someone's Gonna Get Their Head To Believe In Something" Compilation) Now baby don't you write me no dear john letter don't you think i deserve

Don't ask me why I'm crying I'm not going to tell you what's wrong I'm just gonna sit on your lap For five dollars a song I want you to pay me for my

I'm sorry for everything I've said And for anything I forgot to say too When things get so complicated I stumble, at best, muddle through I wish that

(Music by Elton John, Lyrics by Lee Hall) Dear Billy, I must seem a distant memory Which is probably a good thing And it will have been a long, long

I was gonna get up off that bar stool Just as soon as I could figure it out Why I was overlooked at the car pool Stood up at the dance with no twist

I was gonna get up off that bar stool Just as soon as I could figure it out Why I was overlooked at the car pool Stood up at the dance with no twist

i got a letter this morning how do you reckon it read? "hurry the gal you love is dead"? i got a letter this morning i'm wonderin' how you reckon it