[Intro/Chorus:] Woo-woo, Yeah Yeah, Woo-woo, It's about that time Woo-woo, You better pack your bags cause this cd about to ride out now Come on ride
Vertaling: High School High soundtrack. Quad City DJ's - C'mon N 'Ride It (The Train-Part II) Bass Remix.
: [Intro/Chorus:] Woo-woo, Yeah Yeah, Woo-woo, It's about that time Woo-woo, You better pack your bags cause this cd about to ride out now Come on ride
Bitch, I'm the man, I, I, I'm the man Got no wife but the white be my girlfriend Got no wife but the white be my girl Got, got, no wife but the wife be
Once my soul was astray from the heavenly way I was wretched and blind as could be But my Savior in love gave me peace from above When he reached down
I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang
compulsion divine is all we find in these worlds of deception too fragile, too blind, we wander lost in putrefaction full of repulsion and disgust, lambs
Z' Lauterbach hab i mein Strumpf verlorn, ohne Strumpf gehn i net hoam,gehn i halt wieder auf Lauterbach, kauf mir an Strumpf zu dem oan. Z' Lauterbach
I see the lightning strike the tree, That's when my love moves away from me, I hear the thunder roaring by, The river of salty tears you cry. CHORUS
The collar fits It's round my neck A limping fool I am a wreck The window's black My suit is grime Throw me a crumb The cake's not mine My ceiling's
You got your crust Turning my daydreams into dust Oh, look at you over there Ripping the sawdust from my teddybear Yeah, look at you over there Ripping
Well, you say you're mine But baby you don't show it You'd better fly right 'cause before you know it I'm gonna set my foot right down on you Gonna stop
Well, you say you're mine but baby you don't show it you'd better fly right cause before you know it I'm gonna set my foot right down on you gonna
Whisper softly, softly in my ear Say all the things I want to hear So speak low if you speak love Oh, baby, baby, drink the poison We can disappear,
cite Au sejour enchante Et sous les grands arbres noirs Chaque soir Vers elle s'en va tout mon espoir J'ai deux amours Mon pays et Paris Par eux toujours Mon