(Bum, bum, bum, bum-buh-bum, bum) ah, buh bum, bum, bum Baby (baby) Oh, baby, give me one more chance (To show you that I love you) Won't you please let me Back in your heart Oh, darling, I was blind to let you go (Let you go baby) (Bum, bum, bum,

I don't know, no What you do? I never want it to ever be over I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur Check out my jiggy, check out my (uh) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on You short

The sound of the mortars The music of death Fresh from Moscow Over Volga came to comrades aid City in despair Almost crushed by the Führer's army Oh, it's colder than Hell Hitler's forces advancing A grand symphony

Porque soy adicto a tus besos Y la forma en que me haces el amor (Uh oh oh oh) Me pregunto que tendrá tu mirada Me pregunto que tendrá tu cuerpo Ya no sé que hacer sin ti Si tus labios rozo Que me hipnotiza (Los Cadillacs) Que me paraliza (Doble U) Me

Oh Oh, oh oh I can feel your pain Even If you're thousands miles away When loneliness was right in front your face Oh uh oh oh oh Oh oh, oh oh Even If your thousands miles away Oh oh yeah, Oh oh yeah

I want you to keep rocking me You can rock me baby You can rock me all night long Rock me baby, rock me baby, rock me baby, huh Little girl, you can rock me all night long, now oh, now Just keep on rockin' me little girl, girl Honey 'till my back ain't

(Tell me you love me) Tell me, tell me, uh Oh, baby, come on and say it now Just let the words come out It's easy, to say what's on your mind Say it a million times Tell me you love me Tell me, tell me, tell me I, I've been up all week

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh! For too long, for too long Oh yeah yeah 'Cause you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven Yeah you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven 'Cause your sex takes me to paradise Yeah your sex takes me to

Oh missa marshal Oh missa sheriff Jah no partial Define seh yuh partial Oh missa general Yuh jus' a cause too much funeral Yuh cause jah jah children to perish Oh missa lieutenant A see you asking for repentance

Alright, nigga, no more fun and games, let's go (oh fuck) You, you set the standard for (what, me?) the future generation Liar, yeah, listen Slum village with the feeling, get a beat I bet you I'ma kill it (kill it) Huh, you ain't ready for the realest