(Swing Out Sister) Instrumental
Перевод: Swing Out сестры. Я слышу вас Но я не вижу тебя.
did you get to Sweden?" "I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin'" "You lied to me Dad, and now you made Mommy sad" "And i bought
is rich and thats you and another ass bitch [Mr.] Boobonic dont feed man I'll talk shit for you Tell you to take cover I'll swing and hit for you Get
did you get to Sweden? "I followed you daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin' You lied to me dad, and now you made mommy sad And I bought you this
house of horrors You born in a barn? Shut the fuckin door You see, damn, cause I'm about to scare you ...Okay now I dare you Close your eyes, open up
fact, hoe fuck out my bus Ask questions like a mutt But ain't down to fuck You see 'em come You see 'em go You see 'em come again From my dick to Twiztid
) In fact, hoe fuck out my bus Ask questions like a mutt But ain't down to fuck You see em come You see em go You see em come again From my dick to Twiztid
you? Pardon me mister steam drill, I suppose you didn't hear me" I said, "How're you?" Well can you turn a jack, can you lay a track Can you pick and
drama, you hear the laughter Seconds after that you fade out, you're played out, you're laid out Your heart nearly gave out, you're lucky that you made
So tell me fact to face when you can decide to come to Juma Don't say your name backwards because you don't like Cav Played to the left by def and I'm
it? 'Cause I'm stayin, I can't live without you If I can't have you, no one will, don't make me prove it to you So what I catch a mood swing here and
You can see them now Yeah, you can see them now You can see the sisters swinging, yeah I know it now Yeah, you can hear them now Yeah, you can hear
bad Knowin' that ya swallowed on a skeeter that I had You wanna step to me but I don't really think you should I shoulda shot you up instead I told ya
, A glint in their eye, and I see tambourines drearily clapping out The pavine carnival march: "now you see'em, now you don't" I did not want the world to stop; and I
that I can swing, I'm not a new jack Got the mic in a chokehold, you won't hear a peep Then I put it to sleep I see a lot of brothers got raisins in the
say I'd better quit hanging with those derelects Romancing is my thing but I can't swing with no scheming hoes Wherever my beema goes you know that I'
I'd... Then she'd... Then we'd... But I can't do it alone! Then she'd... Then I'd... Then we'... But I can't do it alone! She'd say, "What's your sister
