Did you read about the flood? Happened long time ago In Tupelo, Mississippi There were thousands of lives It rained, it rained Both night and day The poor people was worried Didn't have no place to go

Mozo, sírvame, la copa rota Sírvame que me destroza, esta fiebre de obsesión Quiero sangrar gota a gota, el veneno de su amor Aturdido y abrumado, por la duda de los celos Se ve triste en la cantina a un bohemio ya sin fe Con los nervios destrozados y

Your lover for life So take me I'm your prisoner Will you sentence me I'm your prisoner Hey yeah baby hoo boy yeah oh baby I hope you realize baby Just what you mean to me (uh)

Yeah, I said it Yeah, I said it, babe Yeah, I said it (ooh yeah) I ain't tryin' to think about it, no Yeah, I said it, boy, get up inside it, uh I want you to homicide it Going slow and I want you to pop it uh And I think I kinda like ya

Feel it in the one drop I know Jah's never let us down Pull your rights from wrong Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no! They made their world so hard (so hard) For we no want no devil philosophy So feel this drumbeat They made their world so hard O-ooh, yea-ah,

We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it (Raised on it)

We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it (Raised on it)

Once again I'd much rather be me I love to look Out at the sea From the swing park here At Roome Bay Beach Today John Taylor Starts his month away On a boat, one ten miles east Of Aberdeen

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh Everybody get it started I’m on top of the world, what a feeling No one told me what I could be Now I’m walking on air, what a feeling I’m undefeated, undefeated, tonight Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes Now where's the rubbers, who's got the rubbers? I noticed