Amour Amour Die Liebe ist ein wildes Tier Alle wollen nur dich zähmen Am Ende gefangen zwischen deinen Zähnen Bitte bitte gib mir Gift Lässt sich fallen weich wie Schnee Erst wird es heiß dann kalt am Ende tut es weh Sie atmet dich sie sucht nach dir

She's not cryin' anymore There's a smile upon her face A new love takes my place She used to cry when I'd come home late She couldn't buy the lies I told All she wanted was to be needed Someone that she could call her own The love I know I took for

Suzy's flashing on dance floor and sings that she's expecting more swinging dreams. and she knows melody that we still keeping playing. RIFF Voce maschile

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,

I'm alone and I'm an easy target They knew all along They're not dumb, they were so wrong She's not always fun Hate it now, call when I'm done Pieces fell in place Puzzles suck, laugh in my face Turn and swing the pace

Come together, yeah Come together, right now Here come old flat-top, he come grooving up slowly He got ju-ju eyeballs, he's one holy roller He got hair down to his knees Got to be a joker, he just do what he please He wear no shoeshine, he's got toe-jam

We are slaving down here in Babylon They took us away from our homeland And we are slaving down here in Babylon For the Black Starliner which is to come We want, we want to go They are waiting on an opportunity Not long Jah Jah Jah Jah not long I meekly

Devil's Island! Devil's Island! And here on Devil's Island, The light that fill my lonely cell, Is blocked out by the key, That locks the door to this hell, The place they wanted me. Time's racing like the wind, Execution's near. Oh Lord, I wait for

Vous seriez tous en Germanie A parler de je ne sais quoi A saluer je ne sais qui Bien sûr les années ont passé Si les Ricains n'étaient pas là Les fusils ont changé de mains Est-ce une raison pour oublier Qu'un jour on en a eu besoin? Un gars venu de

This is my song for real no doubt I'm feeling on yo booty See the DJ is making me feel thugged out As I walk you to dance floor We begin to dance slow You put your arms around me Players want to play, Rollers want to roll, Ballers want to ball (Ballers