It never happens Wine, to celebrate Our forty second day So we smiled every night And we went to our beds being happy, To celebrate our forty second
: Susie finished her work today at nine She hangs up her clothes Then she becomes wild Molly discovered her a new style It's a wicked colour hair Will
: Sometimes I can't see the end. Have a look around you. Do you know what I mean? I've done my work but as usual, it's not enough. Trust me when I tell
burning, it?s burning ... and I can?t stop. And I cared less for stupid things but you now how to spoil my plans. Behind the pose of serious girls you
: Useless place, so virgin, secrets, unexplored lands, quiet room while we talk. Nothing more, no one?s around, there?s a funny moon above our heads
be burning, it?s burning ... and I can?t stop. And I cared less for stupid things but you now how to spoil my plans. Behind the pose of serious girls
Useless place, so virgin, secrets, unexplored lands, quiet room while we talk. Nothing more, no one?s around, there?s a funny moon above our heads laughing
real It never happens Wine, to celebrate Our forty second day So we smiled every night And we went to our beds being happy, To celebrate our forty second
Susie finished her work today at nine She hangs up her clothes Then she becomes wild Molly discovered her a new style It's a wicked colour hair Will
Sometimes I can't see the end. Have a look around you. Do you know what I mean? I've done my work but as usual, it's not enough. Trust me when I tell
Oh, and when will our heartbeats Fall in two line? And the click-clack of our boot heels Beat out the same time Oh, and when will your hand find Itself
go in And they gon get a table cause they flirt with the promoter Vodka and soda, pineapple and patrone Now hold up be a second, and pose for the photo Pose, click, pose
tell her The same thing that the bank robber told the teller Just throw it in the bag That's the way it suppose to be A real nigga 'posed to help you
] See I know what I'ma tell her The same thing that the bankrobber told the teller Just throw it in the bag That's the way it suppose to be A real nigga 'posed
cut waitin' for your mom clutchin' on this lube and roses Justin Timberlake: I got my digital camera, I'm gonna make your momma do a million poses Andy
gauge two grenades nigga got them too Ya damn right I shoot If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do And If I roll wit you
'm not sure about the second and third lines of the first verse. And I'm not sure about the second and third lines in the second verse. Help?
