SHOW ME WRITER JOE TEX Ahhhhhh! Show me a man that's got a good woman Show me Show me a man out there that's got a good woman Show me (huh huh) Show
Перевод: Том Джонс. Show Me.
dat? Wah Dedication, we show dat, wah Chuckin' MC's like stones Bad boy forever like Sean Puffy Combs Inside, outside, runnin' all zones Set trend, get girls like Tom Jones
bars And me, gunslinger, clips, cock D My fashion on, I'm rocking 'em new Rasheeds I'ma finish ya, go in brother like Mr. Cee You could find me fucked
the whips, that's me The one with the chips and the chips, that's me The one with the toast, pants baggy, yelling out get at me Get at me, nigga, that's me
She looked at me and did the bosa nova I smiled at her and then just walked away then the lights came on and it was over to my surprise, she wasn't a
you love me to make you make you love me If I only knew What I could do To make you make you love me to make you make you love me Up north where the
I got old Timbos mama, let me, let me, can I hit that?) Oh Lord, look nigga (C'mon mama let me hit that) Get the fuck on out of my face talkin' all that
s not the king of Bedside Manor He's not the Tom Jones that lives next door He's not the king of Bedside Manor He hardly even lives there anymore He says excuse me
Tom, Rad, and Chief, it's done they ain't gotta ask Ain't a nigga who can persuay me to go back to House So I can hear Dike Jones tell me he got platinum
see I, I take all who come If you?re a better man than me, then come on, and step up to the line, step right to the line Show me your money , and speak
tails long Waltzing my tears to a Tom Jones song No you wont find me No you wont find me That sun come up every day Just to show me how its done I think
eyes For you'll see that it shows I still love you, you know, But I must let you go Oh, please...turn your back Walk away from me I didn't dream
Smile an everlasting smile A smile could bring you near to me Don't ever let me find you gone 'Cause that would bring a tear to me This world has lost
be, If you bring me the rose of love." From beginning to end, For the difficult task that she chose? Will the sun and the rain, Who will guide me, my friend, Show me
down on my luck And things are just a little slack I gotta quarter in my pocket And a shirt on my back You buy me some supper And give me a place I can
like Pimp C (Pimp C!) He's okay but he's not me! (uh!) By a long shot, cuzz 'bout, tryna instill to me (me!) Them boys might run BET but trick we run
me go down a tag So for J.P., Tom, Rad, and Chief, it's done they ain't gotta ask Ain't a nigga who can persuay me to go back to House So I can hear Dike
