Тексты песни «Do It Again»

You can play any game you wanna play, don't play with my affection You can say anything you wanna say, so talk in my direction Don't tell me "I want to", don't lead me on 'Cause when we dance, see our bodies...

In the mornin' you go gunnin' For the man who stole your water Then you fire till he's done in But they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' As they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't...

[Verse 1: Tyga] Bye baby, they ain't fly baby Looking at the whip frame, that's a nice 'Cedes Used to throw it to me, like Tom Brady With the long blonde hair, that's Marcia Brady I'm all about your Lately Chelsea high...

Just when I think it couldn't be Any harder down here Another blow comes out of nowhere And knocks me out again And when I think I'm all alone The phone starts to ring It's just the voice I needed to hear On the other...

I fall over and over and over over over on you I get ill, I get ill, I get ill, you're the only one I'm into You and me Fit so tight I go lower and lower and lower lower livin easy I don't know, I don't know what I got...

There you are standing with all your friends So I wait till you're alone again and the minutes feel like eternity All these words buried inside my heart Every step feels like the hardest part, but the last 6 feet are...

One more time, Let's do it again Blow my mind, Do it again And then we rise from moment we fall The anticipation, you know it's like uh-uh-uh Wait for it, wait for the built up And then let's do it again We do...

One more time, Let's do it again Blow my mind, Do it again And then we rise from moment we fall The anticipation, you know it's like uh-uh-uh Wait for it, wait for the built up And then let's do it again We do...

Ooh, do it again I may say no, no, no, no But do it again My lips just ache to have you take The kiss that's waiting for you You know if you do, you won't regret it Come and get it Oh, no one is near I may cry, oh,...

No diggity, Bronx style yeah, yeah 1- In the daytime, on the late night In the morning, on the wake-up In the daytime, on the late night In the morning, on the wake-up In the daytime, on the late night In the morning,...

When the world slows down I can hear your heart You can try if you want but the menace? is stuck in your head I know how it feels When the tears? If the fairytale ends I'll be traveling around in your head You can...

do it again, take me back in the day to that land of milk and honey, californi-ay. wheels doin' spins down a tree-lined boulevard hot rods and bronze gods and no-one actin' hard friday nights on the box, everybody had...

First floor, room 16, smells like danger (let's do), even better (let's go) Set your goals, bless our souls I'm in trouble (yes I know), but it feels like heaven You were like one of those guys The kind with the...

In the mornin' you go gunnin' For the man who stole your water Then you fire till he's done in But they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' As they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't...

Where do I belong? Somewhere in a song? Wrapped up in melody But melody's gone. I'm left here standing alone in the rain Wondering if you're somewhere feeling the same. And I'll close my eyes - and wait for July And I...

( bown / edwards ) if you ever found anything better than working you'd want to do it again like flying a plane or nude body surfing you'd want to do it again that casanova he had it right he'd just do it again he'd do...

In the mornin' you go gunnin' for the man who stole your water And you fire till he is done in but they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' as they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't...

In the morning you go gunning for the man who stole your water Then you fight till he is dying but they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singing as they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't...

You Instantly awakened my imagination Old fashioned infatuation I can be anything that you want me to be And you can have me in every position that you dreamed I know you've got a wild streak You're a freak You're alone...

Night in the city,down town with the boys The dime in the juke-box blowin' a noise A barroom lady wine swept from her glass For a ten silver dollars she's tell me her past Let's move it 'round,make the music faster...