feel I'm in the mood Hey baby, the hour is late I feel I've got to move Hey baby, it's a quarter to eight I feel I'm in the mood Hey baby, the hour is
them eyes. Won't you come and sit with me. I'll tell you all my lies. *Hey, baby, it's a quarter to eight. I feel I'm in the mood. Hey, baby, the
Prologue: "Airport scurry flurry faces Parade of passers by People going many places With a smile or just a sigh Waiting waiting pass the time Another
Перевод: Спешка. In The Mood.
: Prologue: "Airport scurry flurry faces Parade of passers by People going many places With a smile or just a sigh Waiting waiting pass the time
Prologue: "Airport scurry flurry faces Parade of passers by People going many places With a smile or just a sigh Waiting waiting pass the time
roll them eyes. Won't you come and sit with me. I'll tell you all my lies. *Hey, baby, it's a quarter to eight. I feel I'm in the mood. Hey, baby
hand then I add a few ounces of fresh frustration and half a cup of attitude A rush of adrenaline to spice things up and then half a spoon of bad mood
make wonderful i cant describe this mood i feel so vulnerable what is it that you do to bring me to tears got me cryin you got me so hot im on a rush
me like this? If I take you from him, then he will be pissed (be pissed) But I ain’t even that type of dude, that type dude; I ain’t in that mood (that mood
when I look into your eyes, I know how much you care Don't wanna rush the feeling, cause loving you's so real and I like the way you set the mood with
yacht Sendin' sixteen shots across your parking lot All up on your proximity drinking Hennessy Holdin down ground like the Statute of Liberty So nobody ever can rush
laying around isn't making me any fitter Spent half an hour just sitting on the shitter (Oh my God, that is gross!) Yeah, I'm doing things slow, not feeling very rushed
roll In case you didn't know (Ah, ah) Blackstreet is in control (Blackstreet is in control) When we rock the party (Rock the party) Friday and the mood
