-tal Cuttin, backspinnin and recuttin Your english bugged so you can't do me nuttin Laced up lyrics and the beat real tight Your song is wrong and I get
2) Bas hude, skrypka plache, molodets' huliaie. Tam v haiu, pry dunaiu, khodzhu samotoiu (2) I plachu, I rydaiu myla/mylyi za toboiu. (english translation
' 'bout it Ichi-nichi-ju, Ichi-nichi-ju Kuroi Amerikajin yoru All day long, all day long Cowboy Troy bringin' you this song All day long, all day long Cowboy Troy bringin' you this song
? I'm above it! Your BS? Let's rubber glove it! Take your heroin and shove ita?¦ life you've got to love it. So get this, steal this, deal this, peel this away, I made this song
laughing about? He looks so beautiful when they laugh . . . Don: That's what my psychiatrist used to say . . . Phyllis: Twelve years. It's the same story there with that song
it gotta be dark? And you're all working in a submarine" She saw the lights, she saw the pale English face Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
, vocals) Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals) Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals) Ike willis (lead vocals) Peter wolf (keyboards) Arthur barrow (bass
Nitty Joe, Itty Nitty Joe. Kuro America, gene ho ruha. All day long, all day long: California Troy bringin' you this song. All day long, all day long: Cowboy Troy bringin' you this song
gotta be dark? And you're all working in a submarine" (Asshole) She saw the lights, she saw the pale English face Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
as you rhymed that with "trigger finger" and the "N" word Men heard this and were interested Centers tested these men on speed and the ability to make bass
(intro complete with seriously funky bass) (Collins vocals for whole song) You know the moon is full (?) I feel my love coming down I said the moon
back sippin, yeah, I can hear Knock down the shots like Bill Laimbeer Send home the locksmith Green's got the keys to unlock the rock in the act if you please Now open the case Give Blue the bass
. . . Don: That's what my psychiatrist used to say . . . Phyllis: Twelve years. It's the same story there with that song, I don't know what I'm doing
it gotta be dark? And you're all working in a submarine" (Asshole) She saw the lights, she saw the pale English face Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
