So you spend all of your days Falling asleep, to dream 'Cause you know that look in the head Ain't what it used to be And you keep on telling yourself
I donA?t think I trust you anymore. The way you keep on looking at the door. I know itA?s getting harder to resist. Never thought youA?d give it up like
Don't believe the writing on the wall Instigators love to see you fall Get what you need, just shoot from the hip The truth is what you get Sometimes
Underneath it all, you can see it shine And it's beautiful If we have to fall to realize You have everything And you get scared And you don't know where
like working Panama Red is back in town Panama Red, Panama Red He'll steal your woman, then he'll rob your head Panama Red, Panama Red On his white
stand to see her cry Lookin' out at the river all alone Cody stood behind me like a stone While she said goodbye to the last of the red rock riders
Traduction: New Riders Of The Purple Sage. Panama Red.
t stand to see her cry Lookin' out at the river all alone Cody stood behind me like a stone While she said goodbye to the last of the red rock riders
look young, so you throwing on the jersey quick I'm on my second V-12, you going on ya thirty-six You can look at this rider, and see I'm on the come
Sun Riders were firmly handling So, on to the school of common sense In God we trust, the Xodus [Professor X] Come diddy-dum. To the flag: the red the
the East Earth bound [Professor X] Mmmm We are messengers, of Ra Whispering the secrets of the ages Vanglorious! This is protected by the red, the black
Now it's time, for expansion Bought a nice house for parole, now I'm grind up building a mansion I'm a rapper, and a game capper Blue and red like a snapper
you lost, is what we found Platinum songs, platinum bound See I'm a platinum soul survivor I'm a platinumlly, provider I'm a platinum ghost rider And
Turn that shit up, let it bump, turn that shit up, let it bump [Hook] [Rick Ross:] Yeah, Boss I'm a vet with the whips, when it's red on the hips Hit
ain't livin, we givin you jewelsl, use 'em as tools Explode on they industry and fade them fools You know the rules, gotta be a rider You can run the red
Eyes from the free, Take me down the way. Red riders of the dark, Help me through this maze. Do you know, mister, of this place? Do you know, mister,
his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw A plowin? through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw Yippee-I-Yay Yippee-I-Yo Ghost Riders
Girl we waited long enough, short dress is dangerous Personality major plus, come back it up When I think about you and me, red hot probably Hey baby