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torsdag, mars 03, 2011

I'm leaving!

In the zone like I'd finally found a home for this stona.
Traded all my kronas, it's all about the pesetas and coronas. 


This bar? I'm the mother fuckin owner. Made
it out the coma, played it like I said,
now I'm gone bro,
'lotta pretty ladies on my boner.

 
 
 
Yo, you gotta love it while it lasts cap,
sendin' you a ticket, that's that,
we could kick it, that's a fact.

I'm leavin - where you gonna go? - Barcelona!
Anywhere it don't snow
Feel the sun glow
Ladies lookin like the models from a video
let'em know we're jumpin - let's go!

I hire me a moped and goes for air,
I can't wait to hit the ocean and order a
cold beer. 


I'm leavin - where you gonna go? - Barcelona!
Anywhere it don't snow
Feel the sun glow
Ladies lookin like the models from a video
let'em know we're jumpin - let's go!


NO SE PUEDE ASPERAR!




3 kommentarer:

  1. Ha ha.. Du er klar over at coronna er mexikansk øl sant? Og at ninas beach bar bør være åpnet innen vi kommer oss til barchelona, du vil vel ikke at pengene våre skal komme i noen andres hender enn dine..^^ hugs Dicte

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  2. Baren skal være klar og stappfull av mexikansk corona;) Jeg skylder på Paperboys for feil i sangteksten sin...

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