Tulkojums: Izskatās Meksika. Call Off Your Lapdog.
Tulkojums: Izskatās Meksika. Darīts, un Done.
Tulkojums: Izskatās Meksika. Tās ir pa laikam Scince I smaržoja Beautiful.
you may love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore, Alejandro She's got both hands in her pockets And she won't look at you, won't look at
know that he may love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore She's got both hands in her pocket and she won't look at you, won't look at
love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore Alejandro Ohh.. She's got both hands In her pockets And she won't look at you Won't look at
If you need lovin', oh baby I travel. I travel from maine down to mexico To find that girl that loves me so No matter where I'll be I'll find that girl
two thousand miles all the way Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it goes through Saint Louis Down to Missouri Oklahoma City looks oh, so pretty You'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico
Out in the west Texas town of El Paso I fell in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime would find me in Rose's cantina Music would play and Felina would whirl
Standing on the moon I got no cobweb on my shoe Standing on the moon I'm feeling so alone and blue I see the Gulf of Mexico As tiny as a tear The coast
his way out through the snow To the finest cuisine south of Canada The finest north of Mexico The lady who was his intension With the look fit to fetch
found was ten below Courted lady Greensleeves, she threw me out the window I landed like a feather in the trees Took off across New Mexico and landed
long trip to Mexico Eliza waiting by the door I can't stay here anymore, no, no, no, no Then she took a pill She washed her feet in the mud She said, "Look
more and they begin to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico (One-two-three, with a-one-two-three) We looked down a river (Hut-two
don't we drive through the night? We'll wake up down in Mexico Oh I, I don't know nothin' about, nothin' about, no Mexico And tell me why, why won't
I was on my way down to Mexico There was trouble on the rise It was nothing more than I'd left behind Which was much to my surprise I turned around and
tha same song Niggaz struggle daily gotta survive It's worldwide, even niggaz in Paris and London be hustlin' Doin' whatever jus to get tha money Lookin
