Lyrics:
Acapulco and the Mexicaly sunshine, Hawaii on a rooftop in the rain
Out of Rio De Janeiro on a tramp liner and just outside of Paris on a train
I said don't
for motivation, you be helped by it
I put twenty in my teeth because I felt like it
My number one is making sure that mom's straight
My whole family
Tubarões ficam stand-by
Desenferruja, se estende, vai
O carpinteiro e o samurai
Mesmos valores, desprende, sai
Certos fatores: âncoras no cais
Eu...
prawdopodobnie
Nie jestem święty ale to dobrze że chcą mnie uczynić posągiem
Gdy zapytają o plany na przyszłość rozłożę swe ręce jak Jezus w rio
Jedyne
You goddamn right
What else I'm gon' say? That's my mu-fuckin' life
I just left Jamaica, I'm talkin' Nachos Rios
Sippin' margaritas on the beach in
Emotionally cautious
Familiar with the notion
Wisdom of the Unconscious
Leaning on one side, imminent destruction
Empowered by the potions
Grounded
back to school can't stay in no book
Can't get at you then your man get took
We ain't playing by the rules we ain't playin by the book
When you jump
The shamrocks up in Dublin
Yeah, we always said we'd see
The orchids down in Rio
The cherry blossoms out in Tokyo
That was the plan
But instead, I'm
Gretta's flunky, some boot-licking lackey, some wild-eyed Romeo
Winds op the mountain with Rio down below
Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu
how it feels to be judged by pigment
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks
But I swore I'd get them back
Even if it meant selling my soul
When Salome plays the drum
The crowd goes deaf and dumb
Swept up by dark sensations
Partially the heat
More so it's the beat
She moves in
The British ambassador said he
had never seen a social occasion quite like it. Even by the
standards of Buenos Aires society the gathering at the
polo ground
They hung a sign up in our town
"If you live it up, you won't live it down"
So she left Monte Rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With her
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
Benny "kid" Paret came a good way
Climbed to the grey sky to raise his hands
Stopped by the better man
Eyes of Los Rios cry for suns
Lost
"kid" Paret came a good way
Climbed to the grey sky to raise his hands
Stopped by the better man
Eyes of Los Rios cry for suns
Lost on distant
But all my ex's live in Texas
And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee.
--- Instrumental ---
I remember that old Rio River
Where I learned to swim
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
with me through it all?
Nobody!
The Moscow Circus
Hired me to fly trapeze
On Mount Olympus,
Ran a race with Hercules
It's easy when you're chased by
What it is, kid?
Rock it like a mother
What it is?
Lookin' to sway by the evenin' shade
But I ain't ready to behave
An' that ain't bad on the other hand
lookin' for lost cattle
Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure
Way down south of the Rio
support, order
And purpose provided by the
Military to our constitution
It will soon be time for the
Military to be our constitution, say some
Notably,
reporting live from Rio de Janeiro
Pour me another cup cup cup cup cup
(So many women in here) get fucked up!
From the M-IA to the A T-L, to the world
¡DALE!
had a dear old mother A
Dad and a sister too
But I was the youngest and spoiled they say
By mother as mothers will do
I left when a kid for the city
I
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