Tulkojums: Chitãozinho \u0026amp; Xororó. Mana Rīta kafija.
I had a hard time waking this morning I got a lotta things on my mind Like those friends of yours, they keep bringing me down Just hangin' round all the
So cold with it protentcy of the beat is consistant with the fact that most did it prolific not shakin or stirred in da presence of those niggas herbs
Hold the milk, put back the sugar They are powerless to console We've gathered here to sprinkle ashes From our late friend's cereal bowl Breakfast Clubbers
inyecto el pulgar En la boca y me inflo como un globoo Nos estacionamos en un arbol de algarrobo Vamonos que el tiempo es oro La noche a da'o un estiron
Me want a soft boiled cookie And a glass of cookie juice on the side Or for a change one morning Me will have cookies scrambled or fried It isn't
If you like it I might drop by All the flowers you gave me Were stored away with your memory You stand so well All by yourself I'm beaten and fancy I
White kitchen walls with a thousand windows You turn on Winston in the den And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano when you make breakfast
White kitchen walls with a thousand windows Turn on Winston in the den And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano When you make breakfast after 10
She was still on my mind when I crossed the state line Walked out a little too fast I said some things that I didn't mean And I should have taken 'em
Smokin any thing that I can fit in a pipe Slammin bottles of tussin and going fishing for pike Never uptight my high won't permit it My problem's life
You roll your eyes To say the least I'm all alone and I feel That you can't be a part of this And now you run for These empty lights These empty waves
I had breakfast with St. Swithin He was waiting on a train He said, "Tell me all your troubles boy, I won't be through this way again." I said, "There
Well, here I am in a roadside stew You're checking to see if I'm alright I'm looking up at you, well, I'm okay I've been here before You know I have an
I woke up between dawn and night Thought I heard the voice of Mommy Sounds as if my parents have a fight So I woke up my brother, lying next to me Wonder
I woke up this morning and prayed to the gypsy rose lady "Gypsy can you help me I'm struggling you see." I heard her laughing over by the slot machine
"The world has surely lost it's head, the news is full of crimes There's robberies in The Telegraph and there's murders in The Times And always more obituaries
De manana mi amor Pedire el desayuno tal vez Te hare un carino y despues Te tendre en mis brazos Y entre abrazos Con el cuarto En desorden esperar Lentamente
