Текст, перевод и аккорды “Girls”
- Girls When lonely It gives and gives all over me When loves strong It goes on and on All over me Over me Over me Tricky: Girls, boys Girls wish you never had boys They grow up to be bad boys Cry Ive never had boys Never seen your dad boy Ive never seen my dad boy Without the roy And when my career stops kicking Im gonna stick him John frusciante: Rock-a-dub now let me show you where its at boy Just a puppet and you grew into a fat boy Make a dog and you chase another cat boy Blow it up and let me show you where its at boy Tricky: Girls wish you never had boys They grow up to be bad boys Cry Ive never had boys Never seen your dad boy Ive never seen my dad boy Without the roy And when my career stops kicking Im gonna stick him Anthony kiedis: Staring through the sun tell your devil beware I am not the son of your family affair Baby breaks away and Ive got my face in my hand Genetics from my gun, trust me I dont care Tricky: I dont need no man Little boys John frusciante: Rappa rouser, bappa bouser Shake it for me baby let me step into your trousers I allow this Come on baby let me take to the houses I allow this This is now and you better bow this This is now and you better bow this This is now and you better bow this Anthony kiedis & tricky: Staring through the sun tell your devil beware (jamaicas skirts and blouses) I am not the son of your family affair (he didnt rob his houses) Baby breaks away and Ive got my face in my hand (fuck the biological) Genetics from my gun, trust me I dont care Tricky: I dont need no man Little boys Tricky: Im not a fire starter Cause Im a little smarter Smarter than the average bear I dont care familys there John frusciante: Rock-a-dub now let me show you where its at boy Just a puppet and you grew into a fat boy Make a dog and you chase another cat boy Blow it up and let me show you where its at boy Anthony kiedis & tricky: Staring through the sun tell your devil beware (jamaicas skirts and blouses) I am not the son of your family affair (he didnt rob his houses) Baby breaks away and Ive got my face in my hand (fuck the biological) Genetics from my gun, trust me I dont care I dont care (repeated)
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