a thousand time Lose what I got, keep what I find It's about you, it's about you It's about you, it's about you And when I get this feelin' It's hard
a thousand time Lose what I got keep what I find It?s about you It?s about you It?s about you It?s about you And when I get this feeling It?s hard for
Translation: Train. It's About You.
rusted automobiles Singing, ?Good morning, America, how are you? Don't you know me? I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
, it's too late, you're fading away So you turn into a ghost Right in front of my eyes Tell me what's a girl to do When she's crying inside? I'm about
't really got nothing on And you out, and you ain't got nothing on Baby, you the whole package, plus you pay your taxes And you keep it real while them
's a Benz) Mercedes, c'mere baby, you don't like the way it's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy It's ridiculous, how you put your lips on this
Do you like it? Wanna do the things that I do Tell me, do you want it? Wanna know what it's like in my shoes Do you need it? Wanna see the things that
, check this out It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit It's
