Home (Bret’s Story)

[Chorus]
I want to go
I want to go home now
I want to go
I want to go home now
(Let's go)
Saturday night Rainbow bar and grill
Where there's Cocaine lines and a little white pill
A beer and a gin, now I can't see straight
Slip it in, no glove, oops too late
I remember her face but forgot her name
She forgot mine too ain't that a shame
Smelled like reefer and my hairs in a mess
I left my love running down her dress

[Chorus]

Dave from Drowning Pool is here
Steal's my women and he drinks my beer
Buys me a pizza and a shot of Jim Beam
And as who the fuck is Angeline
I go to piss in the parking lot well
I get in a fight but I don't get caught
Hell no problem cuz the nights still young
I want a little more gonna get ya some

I want to go
I want to go home now
I want to go
I want to go home now
(CC lets go)

Rock stars, movie stars, a Hollywood scene
I eat dinner with Nick Cage and Charlie Sheen
Nick asks me what the hell Unskinny Bop means
It's slang for CC banging a porno queen

Mario, Michael, Tony and Steady
R.V. won't ya get table six ready
My Platinum records hang all around
Rainbow's home when I'm in this town

[Chorus out]

Похожие новости.

Икра

Шара-бара-бам, шара-бара-бам, шара-бара-бам на шару-бара-бам Шара-бара-бам, шара-бара-бам, шара-бара-бам на шару Сказка начинается (Ух ты) Бабы на шару (Серьезно?) Да, отвечаю на лоха Щас вам будут потроха… Камон ха-ха Сказка продолжается (Ух ты) Брюки превращаются (Серьезно?) Е-е-е, королева R.n.B... Император СНГ,

Make It

[Z-Ro] Forgive me for my sins, cause I'm not perfect Just trying to get it like I live, but is it really worth it Niggas done fell to my heater, never to rise

Back To Life

Come and open up your window Open up your tiny heart Gotta let yourself some light in Gotta make a brand new start Come and move out of this shithole Move into a better place Yeah

Smile

I still love you and I don't why And I can't rise above you so I don't even try And tonight there you are holding her close to your heart And I try

Маленький Белый Ход

Ты закрываешь окно Нет смысла смотреть туда Там за окном вода Три недели грязь и вода - беда Какой-то сезон дождей В нашем озябшем дворе Какой-то, какой-то блюзовый тон В моей игре, в моей игре Тихо стучат в