Preklad: Ebiet G. Ade. Kopu - KUPUJETE Kertas.
Midnight rush with a pen in my hand Inkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan Remembering me before it began Sometimes I felt so def in the jam 'Cause the
Now you told me on a Sunday that it wasn't gonna work I tried to cry myself to sleep 'cause it was supposed to hurt We sat next to the fire as the flame
I know this isn't what I wanted I never thought it come this far Just thinking back to where we started And how we lost all that we are We were young
I make the most of all this stress I try to live without regrets But I'm about to break a sweat I'm freaking out It's like a poison in my brain It's
Don't it feel good, babe? Don't it feel good, baby? 'Cause it's so brand new, babe It's so brand new, baby Don't it feel good, babe? Don't it feel good
You hear it everyday Once upon a time, they say Once upon a time in this place I looked and saw on your face A smile that spoke to me In, oh, so many
Stacks on deck, Patron on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby, you could have whatever you like I said, you could have whatever you like Yeah,
Hey, this a special what's happenin' to all my All my soldiers over there in Iraq Everybody right here, what you need to do Be thankful for the life you
Looking up into the endless sky Staring into the maze of time Our existence caught in the blink of an eye Imagining other words we try Realizing somehow
Doo, do-do-wop, choo-whop, choo-wop Doo, do-do-wop, choo-whop, choo-wop Doo, do-do-wop, choo-whop, choo-wop Doo, do-do-wop, choo-whop, choo-wop How many
Baby, girl, I think we need to Sit and talk, talk, talk Playing with my money Paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock Blowing up my heart Just stick a pin
The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave To the dark and the endless
Now, don't just walk away Pretending every thing's okay And you don't care about me And I know it's just no use When all your lies become your truths
Just like a paper tiger Torn apart by idle hands Through the halter skelter morning Fix yourself while you still can No more ashes to ashes No more cinders
Back in school, they never taught us what we needed to know Like how to deal with despair or someone breakin' your heart For twelve years, I've held it
Stackin' paper Cheese and huevos Give me another million dollars Another million Stackin' paper My money maker I'm ready and I'm willin' Just stack a
