Fake analyzing Tell me would have like it Had to stop and stare Saw that derriere with curves of a goddess That walk was dangerous it was moving to a
Ooh, yeah It was just another day in the cruiser Trying to keep my neighborhood safe From the crooks and the robbers And the speeders run away So I
I met her outside of Tiffany's She caught me staring and she smiled at me She was in a hurry, said she had to leave But I couldn't let this moment pass
Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Woke up in the middle of the night With my girl beside me doin' naughty Just watchin' her lay there Such a sexual atmosphere
Oh, oh-kay, oh, oh, baby, oh, oh I'm with your girlfriend (Girlfriend) You stay on my mind (Girlfriend) You givin' in all the time (Girlfriend) I know
Oh, babe, we used to do everything Now it's, it's like we do nothing Oh, oh, in a lot of ways I blame myself but I'm not the only one who plays it We
Girl, I got some music I'm tryin' to make with you But before we get into it Let me explain the rule Don't worry 'bout the tempo Any minute it could
Thought that I'd figured out a woman But what I learned, it don't amount to nothing Did everything I knew by the book But it just didn't work I figured
It started when we got a room with each other I should've thought about it but one thing led to another Knew about my friends and all my other lovers
Starts with a conversation Then a number on a piece of paper She feelin' unappreciated So she files it away for later See you done got you a lot of passes
Something tells me that you were rebelling Although we know you have to slip away Part of your routine, repeating the same thing (No sleep, just sweat
Oversættelse: Letters From Iwo Jima Soundtrack. --- Før Selvmord.
[originally by Toto] I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation She's coming in 12: 30 flight The moonlit
I'm with your girlfriend You stay on my mind You can't be mine Cause you're somebody else's girlfriend First time you let go He was at the bar You was
Girl I got some music I'm trying to play it with you But before we get into it Let's play the... Don't worry about that tempo Ain't anything that could
Starts with a conversation Then a number on a piece of paper She?s feeling unappreciated So she files it away for later See you done got you a lot of
[Verse 1:] Something tells me that you were rebelling Although we know you have to slip away Part of your routine repeating the same thing (No sleep
