wo ai zhe shei ai dao wo you dian zhui gao su wo ni shi shei neng gou ba wo rang wo bian bu dui ni bu hui lei dan wo que ai ni ai dao hao lei cong mei
If today the sun should set on all my hopes and cares There is one smiling face the gods would see 'cus she'll walk along beside me up the golden stairs
Everybody sing I know, baby One, two, three I'm a total experience Don't you walk in my way I'm not one of those people With nothing much to say I'm
Were you there when they crucified my Lord? Oh were you there when they crucified my Lord? (Ohh, sometimes it causes me to tremble) Tremble Were you there
Walk away when you're angry Raise, raise yourself, there's nothing to gain Old, old enough to know the outcome Blood, more blood, it's always the same
We're racing through the dark On a road along the shore And the law says we should stop So we break a couple more With the windows all down We just throw
I had a dream that I was disgusted It was a scene where gold had rusted They took the homes of the people who trusted The one up high be he only lusted
Once two individuals walked in a room One looked at the other but he doesn't know what to do He'd better figure out his plan so If he succeeds, he'll
I remember dancing to the velvet summer nights Stars that softly flickered through a thousand colored lights Sitting patiently until the sun began to
It's Christmas time and time for a carol Time to sing about the little King To fill the bowl and roll out the banel Have ourselves a fling We greet a
In the middle of a gun fight In the center of a restaurant They say, "Come with your arms raised high" Well they're never gonna get me I'm like a bullet
It's Christmas time There's no need to be afraid At Christmas time We let in light and we banish shade And in our world of plenty We can spread a smile
If ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home I was one of the chosen few To be born in Alabam
Yeah, how many niggaz that'll die for you How many get the keys like to *** I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggaz know, infrareds
Will They Die 4 You - Lil' Kim Yeah 1 - How many niggas that'll die for you How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you I ain't talkin' 'bout those
his is it, your time is through You're boring! You're rambling on, no end in sight You're boring! No need to thank your parakeet You're boring! Look at