It makes no difference where I turn I can't get over you and the flame still burns It makes no difference, night or day The shadow never seems to fade
Vertaling: De Band. Zij Maakt Het Verschil.
Oh yeah, I like this, ladies and gentlemen This all time, the time you've all been waitin' for Let's do it, do it, do it This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration
go "bow!" Let her drink it 'til she drown, got a girl goin' wild, pop a bottle Bring the 1738 Champagne, the boss switch Gettin' money, make it rain
it?s happening there It isn?t here?, and god appears to deal A different hand to different tiers
hee hee hee hee My name is brian and I'm the man I write hit songs with a wave of my hand Songs of surf and sun and sand I make great music with my band
it's time to die Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street With a three piece band on the corner played "Near my God to Thee" But Delia whistled a different
blow let her drink it till she drown ? girl gon' wild, pop a bottle bow, bow, bow... [T.I.] Bring the 1738 Champagne the boss watch ya gettin' money make it
t really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's a, what d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look
difference does it make? No more will I go all around the world, for I have found my world in, Y-O-U, HEY! Ha! "What difference does it make!? Jokers
want it at all this is how we boss this is how we ball pop tags n we do it boy checking them haters off n do it do it do it boy soulja tell em yeah tell
night' I'm holding out for something more than physical I need love to make it feel right (It's nothing personal) I'm not looking for a band-aid on loneliness
Ho, hey I see the band played on And they were singin' my song I see the band played on And they were singin' my song I see the band played on And they
models I'm tired of these menage nights, yeah right, psych! I was built for it, I got hip for it I even got a little swagger in my limp for it I done
like I aint had a belt in two classes I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it you blowing up, that's good
the promise is broken you go on living But man it takes something from down in your soul Like when the truth is spoken, it don't make no Difference Finally
seconds, it's an obsession It's an obsession, it's an obsession This is like a curse, this is like a blessin' But I'm back for seconds, it's an obsession