Перевод: Уильямс, Джон. Theme From "Парк Юрского периода".
beer soon overflows. Other watches, has a drink, and from the same cup, They drink I'm doin' time, how long I don't know. William had 26, blew
them try the cynic laughs At the optimist's closed eyes Darkness falls, curtain calls The cynic's beer soon overflows Other watches, has a drink And from
Doctor Williams comin' to the Bronx New York Doctor Williams comin' to the Bronx New York Doctor Williams will be in the Bronx New York ??? straight straight
, Emile Russell-drums Shafek Kareem (Skippy Williams) & Bellino Ramaglia-tenor sax Arleem Kareem (Pinky Williams)-Baritone sax Alfred Cobbs-trombone, unk strings. Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com Let them
' John Sleepin over in the dorm with your chick is a norm' In the jacuzzi with my Black Berry on like I'm Ron Look into my iPhone if a bad chick what you want Height Williams
Intro] Yeah (Word!) Yeah man (What?) (Love me) It's Drizzy baby (Mayday!) You know what it is, from T-Dot to the world My man Repstar (Repstar!), T-Williams
they started jackin' jacks For notes from Red Oaks had folks scared to come through College Park after dark, Crown Victorias police unmarked cars Be aware, Wayne Williams
the Dukes and Duchesses, And all their loyal men. And whenever our glasses are empty, We will fill them up again. And whenever our glasses are empty, We will fill them
to have your ass walking again You're an over-rated player that white fans love like DiMaggio You off-air like Wendy Williams, out of the air like John
have your ass walking again You're an over-rated player that white fans love like DiMaggio You off-air like Wendy Williams, out of the air like John Denver
and Mrs. Hattie May Okay, you fuckin' with the real motherfuckers Okay, live from Capitol Hill motherfucker Crooklyn Crime town, one seven one eight Home of the one eight seven bitch, who want my John
pretty, But none of them have paws (None of them have paws) William Shakespeare's in my cat He chases bits of fluff John Milton's in my goldfish But
partner is just a lazy bitch Leaves you feeling frusterated like you signed to wild pitch Now like sammy davis ran from the irs You better run from that
hard as women, watch it silly stunt, just ask the pilgrims I was strong from the get go, I'm not Lou Ferringo I never caught the cooties from a fluzy
Pretty Little Baby Child Don Williams John Jarvis/Bill Rice Album: Believe: A Christmas Collection Pretty little baby, lying in a manger Staring at the
hometown of mine There was a kind old colored feller who the folks was always fond I don't even remember what his last name was we always just called him Uncle John
if you would take it And tell everyone back home I'm doing fine I was with you down in acapulco Trading clothing for some wine Smelling like an old adobe woman Or a william
