Lyrics:
Feels like I'm stalled on the freeway
And I don't know why the delay
Cuz I hoped this road
Would be easy
Stalled on the freeway
Maybe I'm just going
There's a cement octopus
Sit's in Sacramento, i think
Gets red tape to eat, gasoline taxes to drin
And it grows by day and it grows by night
And it
Artist: Men Without Hats
Song: Freeways, this is a be-Side on several singles.
German lyrics transcribed and commented by:
Barnard@forge.franken.de
My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will rise as the cities fly by
And the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will rise as the cities fly by
And the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
that mothafuckin' freeway
All my chances to get an oscar look the same
But if, You could send a grammy then send it over today
Red light, Green light,
[Chorus - Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it(all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby(in our ride)
Just
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z)
[Freeway]
Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga
It's that real shit...
[female singer, repeated throughout
night) all night
Breezin' down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listenin' to the
Aston Martin
of The Bible
I'm by the Red Sea, not the Dead Sea
All tracks get destroyed like Sodom and Gomorrah (let's go)
[Chorus - Freeway]
It don't matter where you at,
night) all night
Breezin' down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listenin' to the
Aston Martin
Penthouse top suite
Maserati yacht meet
Abu Dhabi site see
Life good but its not free
Louie in my soles caught cold feet cold
Red rims had to slow
hot middle of winter coupe no roof
You used to sushi then you know want some calamari
You want a nigga that might grow up and be somebody
O.T resorts by
words, "Send for the law," uh
Two words, Freeway, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist, leave with his broad
Red, white blue,
ride (Vroom)
Diamonds colder than a breezeway (Brrr)
It's a blessing no gazuntai (Achoo)
Doin' donuts on the freeway
I was broke I hadda get by
Know my
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
words, "Send for the law," uh
Two words, Freeway, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist, leave with his broad
Red, white blue,
My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by
And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
out to the stars
I'm going to Arizona
Sex on the rocks all warm and red
This truckers atlas roads the ways
The freeways and highways don't know
the reclining chair
The dirt floor, the executive suite
The farmers yurt
The fixers fortress of french provincial glass and steel
The window seat on the slowest
copacetic
West L.A. fade away, west l.a. fade away
Big red light on the highway, little green light on the freeway.
I need a west L.A. girl, already know what
life stop watchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit
You see this red rag hangin' out of my jeans?
I went to twenty funerals by the age of ninteen
Then I
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