Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam I just wanted you to know 'Ey what a bam bam I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start Man I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl

Siyayibamba siyayilanda Ngithibamba siyayilanda Sithibamba siyayilanda Fetch it siyayilanda (we are fetching our future, grabbing our tomorrow) Human figures in a dream Heard them singing -- siyayilanda (we are fetching it)

Akela akela (je suis comme Oumou Sangaré) Petit à petit je m'en vais Je suis comme Oumou Sangaré Malienne la soirée toute sapée Bambara je suis validée Ils m'attendent au tournant pour le succès Doucement je suis pas pressée Tu voulais la couronne je

In the arms of a stranger, pretending it's love And I'm wrapped around your finger, even though I'm knocked up Ah ooh, ooh ooh Bam bam bam bam, bam bam bam bam bam You know space and time wouldn't let you be mine What I've come to understand Is entropy

Annie, girl, let's play house And you can show me what that's 'bout Girl, nobody beat the pussy up like me Who you know that beat the pussy up like me? Girl, I'm gonna lay you on your back Bam-bam, beat it like that I'mma do it to ya, do it to ya I'mma

'Do it slow' I don't know Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi goddam But that's just the trouble The name of this tune is Mississippi goddam And I mean every word of it Can't you see it

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

And stars fell on Alabama last night I never planned in my imagination A situation so heavenly A fairy land where no one else could enter My heart beat like a hammer My arms wound around you tight We lived our little drama We kissed in a field of white I

Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama 'Cause I'll be standing on the side When you check it out Bam bambam bambam bambam Bambambambam bambambambam When you get it off your trip