Flying so high Feeling so low Fill my empty heart Don't say no Can I get through this night, with some lovin' to show? Won't you show me the way to go
Flying so high Feeling so low Fill my empty heart Don't say no Can I get through this night, with some lovin' to show Won't you show me the way to go--
Traduction: Chicago. Show Me The Way.
: Flying so high Feeling so low Fill my empty heart Don't say no Can I get through this night, with some lovin' to show Won't you show me the way to
Flying so high Feeling so low Fill my empty heart Don't say no Can I get through this night, with some lovin' to show Won't you show me the way to go
, I was leavin' them with horn attacks Somebody gets to clownin' and we all of that [laughing] This muh'fucker got jokes On the way To the show With my
rowdy-rowdy like Master P Players everywhere love a good talk show 'Cause the hoochies get naked like a 2 Live show So always represent the American way
's like a trap But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love Niggaz give me props Forever hop, cause it don't stop
slow, will you show me someone who may treat me kind? Or is this world I live in just a frame of mind? If you're living in Chicago, it's your home.
Toronto I once hit a girl up in Chicago But I'd never say who unless my name was Tanto Yup, you know how the date rape go Kobe showed the classic example
Petty Thieves, Crooked Ass Cops Won't Let Me Breathe, All My Love For The City Won't Let Me Leave, What They Expect From Me? They Want The Best From Me
go far (far) away (away) Let's take a chance tonight (Boy let me take you) Follow me to... [Chorus: DK, Dawn, Aundrea (adlibs)] Extasy (boy you know I) You and me (me
s how, that's how I'm supposed to do my thing huh Like triple it, alright That's how we do it, all the way from Strong Island to Chicago The type of freestyler
Shell Toes. Walking that walk. Talk that slick talk. I'm liking this American Boy. American Boy. [Chorus:] Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay Take me
Stolen Moments (Nelson)] [Auditorium Theatre, Chicago March 3, 1988 Performance by Sting] FZ: Alright . . . Now, this afternoon on my way down the
FISH) Anything you say, master! Take me, I'm yours! Rhonda: (Broadway-style fake singing) Jingle bells, Jingle bells, Jingle all the way! Oh, what
So they can put me in the SWAT car and lock me away Give me a odd job in the pen for minimum pay Let me out so I can drive down criminal way Pushing
