Bent double like old beggars in sacks knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags men marched on sleeping some without boots fatigue drunken deaf
Bent double like old beggars in sacks Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags Men marched on sleeping some without boots Fatigue drunken deaf
Musik: Inga Humpe, Tommi Eckart Text: Inga Humpe Sexy girl sexy girl sexy girl sexy girl wenn ich sehe wie du um die ecke gehst wie du swingst und dich
Zorro, Batman, Robin Hood steals at night from alpine stereo uttipy whites to feed his people a hero is coming let him show the way out of the caves
y aprendan espanol. Si no van a perder, total control. Tus hijos pretty soon, will rule the latin clan. Once you go latin, you would never be the same
Tiritas pa este corazon partio. Tiri-ti-tando de frio. Tiritas pa este corazon partio. Pa este corazon. Ya lo ves, que no hay dos sin tres, que la vida
[A.L.T.:] Damn man, what's up with this, no microphone Headphones I'm a rock this anyway, so check this out Yeah And I do it like this [Verse:] I was
[Tony G. (George Bush):] "I will use whatever force is necessary To restore order What is going on in L.A. must and will stop As your president I guarantee
too To Kid Frost and the homie Will Roc, and Power Rule Utaka The funky House Of Pain To Daddy Freddy and the Joker, and the Tattoo Gang To Latin Alliance
(feat. The Lost Civilization) [VERSE 1] I was at the bar with my drinking team And it was me, Jack Daniels and my homie Jim Beam We were kinda blizzed
[Verse: A.L.T.] What you gonna do when you get out of jail Head to your homie's house, yo, it never fails Now you at a party with ya other homies, chillin
[Sample:] "The question still remains, where is the money" [A.L.T.:] Yo man Check this out [Verse 1:] I got pull like a trailer I cuss like a sailor
I took a shot at the world And I missed (amo te') Traded my bow for a new year's kiss Broken arrows and loveless wrists Tell "J.C." I'm dying in Mass
Tu me estas dando mala vida Yo pronto me voy a escapar Gitana mia por lo menos date cuenta Gitana mia por favor Tu no mejas ni respirar Tu me estas
Hoy en mi ventana brilla el sol Y el corazon se pone triste contemplando la ciudad Porque te vas Como cada noche desperte pensando en ti Y en mi reloj
adesso ci mettiamo in vendita...e allora ci sono i saldi... x i "latin lover" Spazio Uno... e J Ax "amanti latini"...vai Jad...Vita dura per un latin
stop this [Chorus:] If you feel it in the beat, c'mon and Move, dance to this latin groove, Let the rhythm take your feet and get up, Dance to this latin
Do you remember Just how things used to be? Does it all still ring true Or is it just a hazy memory Give me one reason 'Cause I still believe
