Lyrics:
That into foreign languages she would delve
But at seventeen to Vassar it was quite a blow
That in twenty-seven languages she couldn't say no
Poor
the hunted has to die
So we have the thief in the night
We gotta have the thief
The reason is the thief
The reason is it's all human language
It's all human
The language of love
Slips from my lover's tongue
Cooler than ice cream
And warmer than the sun
Dumb hearts get broken
Just like china cups
what happened
Her body language spoke a new form of rapping
Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick with it and started clapping
When we were
the language of love
Well, I love the way that it rolled off her tongue
I don't know what she said
But I sure liked the way that she said it
As I followed
[All phrases repeated twice]
You've got the perfect pitch
For the universal language
Esperanto musiko
La lingo futuro
You've got the perfect
What is the universal language?
Could it be hate if it's not love?
Could it be money, sex or power?
I say it's music and none of the above
When
is on your sleeve.
I know from time to time
That hope seems a foreign land.
A distance we cannot reach,
A language we cannot speak.
Your life
hunt them down
Till the language of reason
Runs them to (the) ground.
Who will raise their voice, as the cruel winds blow
And who will call
crawfish grizzly bear.
plague language plague language yeah.
all i need is my tripwire styrofoam astroturf surf board and
to live in the global warming
with
from the same vein
If money ? flyin' out your mouth from talkin'
Then no comprende, your language is foreign
If your body language don't calm down
or language.
The magic of music is a sign of consciousness
That could be understood
On far-flung worlds millions of light years from our horizon.
itâ¬"s not a mistake
Thereâ¬"s no language for how I feel
There is no language for how I feel
When I look at you standing there, none of this seems real
me wonder what crazy really is
'Cause everyone seems to be just a little bit
Some more than others
And at our parties, we use sign language
Sign
worst words in our language.
But here's another chance:
I'll fight him in a dance off and I'll win,
To a slow, slow BPM.
Or you choose the tune,
tell the whole room is plotting against me,
Speaking the language only objects can.
I must remind you those little men stole it.
You wouldn't
within your eyes I can see true affection
Your body language can't lie to me
My devotion is strongest on the level
My direction leads only to you
They don't know their language
They don't know their God
They take what their given
Even when it feels Odd
They say their grandfathers
me home tonight
You speaking in a language that I can't understand
Boy, I'm looking for someone that ain't afraid to be a man
I'm talking full grown,
of the dead
Translated in thug language, understood?
Tales from the hood, trails of blood
The book of the dead
Translated in thug language, you understood
commonly
Expressed through Breakin, Emceein, Graf
Deejayin, Beatboxin, Street Fashion, street
Language, Street Knowledge and
Street Entrepreneurialism
language, Rosetta, hmm
Only speak the language of a lettuce, hey
Patty cake, patty cake
You finna get some dick today
Drop neck on me like a lynch, bitch
Limp
Meet me in a restaurant
Meet me on the top of the world
Meet me and we'll talk the language of love
I'll meet you anywhere you want
I'll meet
to visit you
But I can't find my car keys
And I can't remember where you live
And if I had just a little time
I could speak seven languages
I could walk
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