Feel like you're flying Higher than any plane. Nobody knows you And everyone knows your name. Talk in third person As if you're someone else. Pockets
войне За доработку нам из кассы не дают вдвойне И каждого трудно найти и легко потерять Пока мне каждый тут напоминает муравья. Я просто стала сильнее
Ow, hey, tell me what you're gonna do about that Tell me what you're gonna do I got to know about that Is your love for real? Do you know how I feel?
Ants on a log floatin' down a river Runnin' around but not gettin' anywhere Powerstearin' wheels, just ain't connected And we can't jump off like flees
A new royal family A wild nobility We are the family A new royal family A wild nobility We are the family A new royal family A wild nobility We are
Too emotional am I? Too emotional am I? With a spirit soaring Ten miles high I sing loud words That make me cry Too emotional are we? Too emotional
Lock up your brain because I'm here again I'm never bored to steal your chords Zerox machine Zerox machine Give me a line or a middle eight I've got
Pick your honey up Never let her go Say you want an answer The answer isn't no Do it any style Right across the floor And when you feel exhausted Then
Give me your hand, here is mine Better in the open It's showtime, let's call the tune He's her baby boy Navel to neck Give me your mouth I want to kiss
That voodoo that you do The shimmy lights through you And no one can voodoo the voodoo You do, do to me, yeah I'm sorry if I'm not that tough But not
A new royal family A wild nobility We are the family I feel beneath the white There is a redskin suffering From centuries of taming No method in our
Damn your eyes, Mr. Khruschev Don't go dropping bombs on here 'Cause if you start dropping bombs over here We're gonna have to drop some bombs over there
You're number one, you're number ten You may be the sum my dear, go out again It's what you're eating, what you're drinking What you're thinking dear,
Adam ant/marco pirroni You can hang me by the neck Till I'm dead, dead, dead Kiss my mouth until it's red, red, red Now is the time honey, this is the
You think that I'm made of money You've got something coming, honey This ain't no land of milk and honey My accountant thinks that's funny Instead of
Cleopatra did ten thousand in her Iifetime Now that's a wide mouth Cleopatra gave a service with a smile She was a wide mouthed girl A wide mouthed girl
Lay him down inside the car Boston en route, not too far Down another bleak highway Soothes the morning pain away What had passed the night before Room
You think that I'm made of money You've got something coming honey Ain't no land of milk and honey My accountant thinks that's funny Instead of trying
