dadaa dadaa da dap Tadaa da dap, Tadaa da dap, Tadaa dadaa dadaa da dap I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home
Перевод: Ромео. Coming Home.
home, I've got to go home, Let me go home Im just to far, From where you are, I've got to come home, Let me come home, I've had my run, Baby i
she means to me gotta call my babe back home J-Boog let me use your phone My everything [Rap:] Baby girl I Can pain is love it comes to you Faithful
glass Of my memory's museum, I'm just saying, Hey Mona Lisa, come home you know you can't Rome without Caesar [Dwele] As I recall, I know you love
6, 7, 8, 9, 10 Lou Bega on a trip would all come in with a little bit of this and a little bit of that you can get what you see you can see what get and
home, I've got to go home, Let me go home Im just to far, From where you are, I've got to come home, Let me come home, I've had my run, Baby i'm down,
stronger They'll call me freedom just like a wavin' flag Born from a throne, older than Rome But violent prone, poor people zone But it's my home, all
black and white, they may fight But when up the enemy come We'll get together and run about all side I love it The sun don't come out in rainy weather
London, Paris, Monte Carlo, Germany and Rome Different places, different faces, still it feels like home China, Holland, Belgium, Rio, Africa, Japan That
the way from Arkansas to Rome 'Cause in each other's arms we were home sweet home But he don't feel the same Since our lives became Years of bills, babies and chains Home
one ever thought she'd be the same. Her hate for men was evadent, but it was prevalant. Cause where she worked had dudes that always asked her, to come home
lucky I know But I wanna go home Mmm, I got to go home Let me go home I'm just too far From where you are I wanna come home And I feel just like I'
, help the Mister who comes Between me and my sister And Lord help the sister that comes Between me and my man Sisters, sisters Sisters, don't you come
matches And when you rap me you drive me to say this Hey love, I can't sing anymore I'm coming home I'm coming home, coming home
why waste precious time? You talk on the telephone, long distance to New York or Rome Some would say you got it made Your home is like a fortress, no one comes
to know That nothing will come between you and me Girl, I want you to know That you will always be, my everything Baby girl, I?m missing you, can?t wait to get home so I can hold you Pain is love when it comes
't play by the rules But I could make you move Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit the ooze And that'll make 'em move Ma, is you staying or coming
