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He's on the level if he's inclined. The son of a devil, he wants mine and more. Ooh, he's a high, high climber. Not just a clinging vine. He made the grade, he made his marks, senor, And guess who's keeping score? Rush rush, got the yeyo? Buzz buzz, gimme yeyo. Rush rush, got the yeyo? Uh oh. Yo yo, no no yeyo. Uh oh. He's a real speed demon. He's one of a kind. Watching, waiting, winking over his shoulder. He's running out of time. Rush rush to the yeyo. Buzz buzz, gimme yeyo. Uh oh. Yo yo, no no yeyo. Go go. Rush rush to the yeyo. Never, never take a chance before you know he's in a hurry. Better better make your mind up boy, he's faster, he's faster, he's faster, he's faster. Rush rush, gimme yeyo. Buzz buzz buzz, gimme yeyo. Uh oh. No no, gimme yeyo. Yo yo, dame yeyo. Uh oh. Rush rush, gimme yeyo. Buzz buzz buzz, gimme yeyo. Uh oh. No no, gimme yeyo. Yo yo, dame yeyo. Uh oh. He's a real speed demon. He's one of a kind. Watching, waiting, winking over his shoulder. He's running out of time, time, time, time. |
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| 3:10 |
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Don't be mistaken by the first impression,
And watch out for that innocent expression. (Ooh - Ah) She's not what she seems; (Ooh - Ah) Don't wait in her dreams. 'Cause when she breaks away from the child, Then the woman is wild. So wild! She's on fire, And she burns through the night At the speed of light. She's on fire, With the heat of the beat Right beneath her feet. She's on fire, And the name of the game Is to fuel her flame. She's on fire, fire, fire, fire, fire. And so the dance with danger's your decision, But understand she's not quite like her vision. (Ooh - Ah) I'm warnin' ya now, (Ooh - Ah) You sure you know how 'Cause she can take your heart like a child, And the woman is wild. So wild! She's on fire, And she burns through the night At the speed of light. She's on fire, With the heat of the beat Right beneath her feet. She's on fire, And the name of the game Is to fuel her flame. She's on fire, fire, fire, fire, fire. She's on fire, And she burns through the night At the speed of light. She's on fire, With the heat of the beat Right beneath her feet. She's on fire, And the name of the game Is to fuel her flame. She's on fire, fire, fire, fire, fire. (She's on fire!) She's on fire! (And she's burning!) And she's burning! (She's on fire!) She's on fire! (And she's burning!) And she's burning! (She's on fire!) She's on fire! (And she's burning!) And she's burning! |
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Trackback from :: 끔찍하게 민감한 마음 :: 2009-02-07 11:31:24
Subject : 너무 잘 만들어서 이상해. <스카페이스>(The Scarface, 1983)
