, he-he-he-ha, beg Ladies and gentleman (beg, beg) Put your hands together Gotta, you gotta Gotta, you gotta Ladies and gentleman Gotta, you gotta (Beg, beg
beg if your searchin forgivness Gotta you gotta gotta you gotta (Today's letter was B and the word was beg) Gotta you gotta (Beg beg) Don't let
Traduction: Tous les Saints. Mendier.
ha, he-he-he-ha, beg Ladies and gentleman (beg, beg) Put your hands together Gotta, you gotta Gotta, you gotta Ladies and gentleman Gotta, you gotta (Beg, beg
rocking in Boston, in Philadelphia PA, deep in the heart of Texas, on down the Frisco Bay. All over Saint Louis and down in New Orleans. All
They're really rocking in Boston Philadelphia, PA Deep in the heart of Texas On down in Frisco Bay All over Saint Louis On down to New Orleans All the
town If I've got to beg, I'll beg, just don't walk away Janie don't you take your love to town You deserve a shooter, a saint Someone to give it
the dream We're barely holding on when I'm in way too deep We're two paychecks away from living out on the streets She's a workin' single mom, like a saint
I all alone? I'm as good as dead yeah Ooh I lost my sense of passion and direction To protect myself from hurting and despair Listen to my heart my soul is aching Fool or saint
all in your mind It's time to hit the deck like it's a fuckin' drive by It ain't possible to manage all the carnage and the damage Any animal like me could use it all
really rocking in Boston, in Philadelphia PA, deep in the heart of Texas, on down the Frisco Bay. All over Saint Louis and down in New Orleans. All
to town If I've got to beg, I'll beg, just don't walk away Janie don't you take your love to town You deserve a shooter, a saint Someone to give it
?. Now listen all you people. Put out the good and keep the bad. Don't believe all you read in the Bible. You sinners get in line. Saints you leave
see ? Hit it Now listen all you people Put out the good and keep the bad Don't believe all you read in the bible You sinners get in line Saints you
martyr, I'm the instgator and the asshole, I'm the saint i am the sinner. I starve myself until i get thinner, then stuff myself full of pride, feed me all
all alone? I'm as good as dead, yeah I lost my sense of passion and direction To protect myself from hurting and despair Listen to my heart, my soul is aching Fool or saint
