Testi:
Three Dog Night Singer Man

Singer man, sing me a song Singer man, sing me a song Singer man, sing me a song Singer man, sing me a song Singer man, sing me a song Singer man, sing

inside And you know that the man Has got to deal with it I don't care what they say I'm not about to pay nobody's way 'Cause it's all about the dog in

do it, in harmony, they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them. And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people

featuring Nas) Mic Check (Nas) Mic Check One (one) two (two) three (three) Too many rappers and there?s still not enough emcees It goes three (three)

(feat. Nas) Mic check, mic check One, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two,

mil, three mil, four Did my last tour and make three mil more Beenie Man shopping in designer stores House on the hill with cherrywood floors One girl, two girl, three

, my road dog All of the things you do (yeah I can never repay you (ah uh) I can't imagine life without you My mama, my road dog [Verse 1:] Anything

Howard: No . . . Mark: . . . or Bobby Sherman? Howard: No, I . . . Mark: I mean . . . David Cassidy, he's so . . . Howard: No . . . Jimmy Greenspoon, and once I . . . Mark: Three Dog Night

Got up to play guitar and sing In some join in Mission Beach last night At the door sat Tom Waits In a pork pie hat and silver skates Jugglin' three