I don't know what's her name And she said This is a perfect world Riding on an incline I'm staring in your face You'll photograph mine And I've been walking, talking
Перевод: Talking Heads. Perfect World.
Uh Where did you come from? From head to toe you are perfect What is that you're eating? The way you talk and your expression so sweet How do you fall
' perfect Pretty pretty, please, if you ever ever feel Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me Yeah! You're perfect, you're perfect!!!
say Oh no I can't let you go, My little girl Because you're holding up my World, so I need you Your imitation of my walk and the Perfect way you talk
on that ass baby Jump on this Harley Lets go smoke some of that Bob Marley Sip some Bacardi Then go pull up at the afterparty I think we make a perfect
to rely on the perfect line and I see no boundaries. Except for the ones I'm in. and I don't expect you to overcome them for that's my job description. In a world
's busted when You can't afford a cigarette The last I heared from you You were screaming "handle it" Knock the world right off its feet And right onto its head
your time being a critic Because I'm critically acclaimed muthaf-cker Around the World, I'm 1 of 1 There will never be another me I'm a perfectionist striving for perfection
perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me You are perfect to me You're perfect, you're perfect
past and all the many things we talked about think about all the people influenced by what comes out our mouth [Chorus] [Verse 2] I am not the perfect person me dont spit the perfect
, fuckin' perfect Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel Like you're nothing you're fuckin' perfect, to me You're perfect You're perfect Pretty, pretty
(Your so mean) When you talk (When you talk) about yourself, you were wrong Change the voices (Change the voices) in your head(In the head) Make them
in this position Feel blessed to make the whole World listen And just glisten without even trying Even when I die, I wont stay dead And its straight off the head
Baby, girl, I think we need to Sit and talk, talk, talk Playing with my money Paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock Blowing up my heart Just stick a pin
lovin' in your oven not a head to check The last I heard from you when you were screaming, "Resurrect" Knock the world right off its feet and straight onto its head
I'm chillin at the flat, lookin at the wall Wondering can I come off of it, I'm off a bit on the mic I be talkin shit But some say my talk don't make
we see alot of them But i traded it all did i make a difference et al? I met a woman; she was wonderful Everything perfect, we both had the world But
