beach On your knees Spilling more salt in an Already dead sea Run away with me again Time for us to grow Run away with me again All of us alone
Tulkojums: Big Valsts. Visi no mums.
Jefferson stayed up to write The Declaration late at night So he and his wife had a great big fight And she made him sleep on the couch all night Tom
known We still fly but separately 'cause now I charter my own Propellers, good fellas leave all them playa haters jealous Billboard charts should tell us, they can't touch us
hear you, uh, get All right now, come on Sometime, sometime Sometime, sometime Oh, good God, hey, uh Play it, play it All right now, all right now All right now, all
it back like Hammer's home The hurricane come and took my Louisiana home And all I got in return was a darn country song This whole country wrong What
know what I'm saying, yeah Man this is silly I ain't got nothing but slugs for you bitch-ass niggas, know what I mean? Fuck all y'all niggas, straight
love is gonna getcha I'ma getcha I'm like B.J. my Arm is Strong and I Stretch ya Styles from East to West, all across the country I'm like that big
love is gonna getcha i'ma getcha I'm like b.j. my arm is strong and I stretch ya Styles from east to west, all across the country I'm like that big fat
women! Gilla House in this bitch and we - GET 'EM! Y'all know y'all can't fuck with us! GET 'EM! When I see a big ass I go and - GET 'EM! (Fuck the club
's a Midwest swang y'all Ain't gotta trip (Ain't gotta trip) While we swing and dip 'Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip It's a Midwest thang y'all
us shit Got us stuck on stupid, straight S.O.S Can't get nothin, but they payin the rest of them fools All around the world in the other countries They
you aint gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy Aint life grand
paranoid, all I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw
all the same (It's all the same) I'm seein' more clearly now How subtle the difference between us might be Mr. Fat Face got that big weight but still
at us as nothin' more than crumbs of dust That's scattered on your wall when just like y'all in guns we trust Run with us for bout a week, let us teach
't gotta sell ***, girl, it sell itself Like nothing else, yeah I'm a country boy But that big city bottom fill me up with joy Ain't life grand? Live
bright night, when all of us is college grand Being loved by the moms and dads Which some of us wasn't blessed with You think we all born with two lovin
