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Tytuł: She's my baby

  • Wykonawca: Faithless
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   I see you workin' through the bead curtain
  In you kitchen, switchin', leavin' me twitchin'
  I'm itchin' to be kissin' you, but disciplne is the rule
  So I sip my orange juice and act cool
  She irresistible
  We fool around twice a week, makes me weak
  Nice, when she put her tongeu in my cheek
  Not petite, baby got a large physique
  She take charge, take me were I dare not repeat
  I got T-T-T-T-like a high hat
  Planting kisses on your back
  You like that
  Mrs X. reputation intact, nobody on my block
  Know we lock down like that in the next flat
  But one from whre I live with my mum and uncle John
  He ain't my uncle an' it's been far too long
  But me 'n' she been goin' strong almost a year
  Wait til the coast is clear, I don't boast for fear
  Of being caught. Maybe w ought to stop, maybe not
  For now baby gets all I got. Boom!
  How come we always trash the room? Grab ya clothes
  Cos ya know someone'll be home soon
  An' I assume there'll be a need to explain gently
  Why this mother of three is playin' games with me
  She's my baby
  
  I'm a slave to your outrage
  Rocket box stiff shocks an' a roll cage
  Colour coded alloys, much noise, spoilers an' poise
  Exhaust notes an antidote for old age
  Yes! Yes!
  Who got the keys to my R.S. we goin' on a road test
  Hit the M4 and head west, forever impressed
  With the sound of my two litre, we cover ground
  Engine singin' like Anita Baker
  An' iff I take a corner too quick y' get sick
  When I do my hand-bake trick, watch me ride
  Mi broadside slide like a battleship
  
  Side-slip puch out mi hip
  Stick it in gear an' give the gas a blip. It
  Never fail to bring a grin to the lip, Baby's equipped
  Me an' she gone clear I got quik rack reduction
  On the under steer, I been
  Fairly and squarely discribed as hairy
  People say my baby is scary
  Look you takes your money and you takes your schoice
  I just love to hear my baby's voice
  She's my baby
  
  I roll up for the session, ev'rything in position
  My friends demonstratin' erudition
  I listen for a minute before takin' sides
  Sleepy eyes on the limit sit down an' spin it
  Like we do every Friday down my way
  Why play the fool with demon alcohol
  As a rule my baby gets passed around
  I don't frown, I love to see my friends gettin' down
  When it's just me an' she you know it's never precarious
  But sharin' with ya buddies is hilarious
  Variously we argua an' disagree an' get heated
  Hafta tell my people to be seated
  An' restart the anti-stress process
  'Til there's a big mess of twigs an' seeds to meetcha needs
  An' with that first inhaled hello...
  Guaranteed mellow
  She's my baby