Le notti non finiscono all'alba nella via le porto a casa insieme a me, ne faccio melodia e poi mi trovo a scrivere chilometri di lettere sperando di
Only takes two or three minutes To warm up and give it our best And beat all the rest The girls in the stands and all of our fans We're for our team
three minutes To warm up and give it our best And beat all the rest The girls in the stands and all of our fans We're for our team yeah You'll never
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two things you don't wanna find yo ass between Back against the wall like plasma screens The inside of my wallet is pastured green And you are now hangin with the asthma team
Sophisticated queen M.C. Yes of course that's me, mistress of ceremony The one that's gonna take it to the top of the key Introducing myself: M.C. Lisa
(Ready, ready?) I heard a knock at the door It's mama calling my name She said get up off the floor I heard her going insane She said your friend's on
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah (x4) You started out as friends, said you're the kind of man that, takes every girl for a fool. when the boys go "swish" they
Saaay what, We should start somethin simple, Gonna push this beat till it hits the top, Then rock it, dance right till it falls, Grab that beat, by the
Here the future is only so near why should we all be alone everynight on the way home this time we should be starting again get up I'm counting
5, 6, 5, 6, 7, 8 All these beats workin' down the street jumping, jacking gimme some time 'cause if you don't, I won't you'll never get back, yeah
