You gotta be fortunate You gotta be lucky now I was just sitting here Thinking good and bad But I'm the kinda woman That was built to last They tried
Luck has been on your side boy, And life is what you made it As you've done what you can do People say People say that your the only one Time keeps slipping
Hard black soil called the chernozem Driving uptown with some per diems Won't somebody check the hem Falling down this dress again Sporting hot jeans
I've come up hard baby And now I'm cool Didn't make it sugar Playing by the rules I've come up hard baby But now I'm fine. In checking trouble sugar Moving
I wasn't born Born to stay Thought that I'd buy you A golden ring A golden ring for your finger Yeah A golden ring for your finger I was a woman That
Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw mo ne
I love the way you walk, i love the way you talk With your mouthful The way you park on the sidewalk The way you are in the car I'll make you love the
Into the morning Got me through the night I've seen the light I see the light I live of what I need I've got greed I've been a sinner for as long as I
You fed the fire all my letters Like you fed me french fries And in my dead mouth Lies the taste that's like the Look in your dead eyes Don't give me
A bit of friendly beastiality With the stockings that I tied you up so easily As the window breaks the window pain Puts the hand in to the till to get
Everything, anything I see Anything, everything I feel Everyday anytime I know Anything everyone has to go Champagne lingers in my glass The party's over
Don't see me from a distance Don't look at my smile And think that I don't know What's under and behind me I don't want you to look at me And think What
You call yourself a family man Talking 'bout the families plan To bring the sweet talk deep and down Works better than an average pick up line You put
With the power that some loving can bring Makes the mountain high, stacks of money and things That I need change and fade away sometimes When I look
You can find some time to be someone Like a Valentine for a lonely soul You can treat me like a fool and hate Some love brings me down Some love turns
Quietly the car was rolling like a bullet Whispering as I was driving quietly The car was rolling like a bullet Addicted to the rhythm Addicted to the
On the table lies the crust of what he had And just leaves behind As I put bread down on the list of things That I had to buy By the store leans your
