Afrika Bambaataa - Reckless
Tekst :
You make me reckless, reckless everydayYou make me reckless
Standin by the disco floor
Spot this girl
My heart jump and move
Yeah, yeah
Walk over said to her
Lovely things
She said I was a fool
Oh no
She said
This is not the right time baby
I came here to groove
Hmmmmmmm
And recklessly
I took my time
When I look back
The girls had made a move
Yeah, yeah
The music played on, played on
Why didn t you make your move
Somebody came on, came on
And stole the girl from you
It s the groove
That makes you move
So come on and get down
To this funky sound
Do what you please
You are entitled to flaunt
Get wild and reckless
If you want
Cause the sound we deliver
Will take you higher
Most definately with
Desire, desire, de si si si sire
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
So as the music play
I had to find a way
To catch her eye
Yeah, yeah
The partner she was with
He did not know how to gig
Said I
Oh no
She said
Mister get away from me
I need a man
That knows how to move
Yeah, yeah
We start to dance
Suddenly a quick romance
Ooooo yeah, yeah
The music played on, played on
Why didn t you make your move
Somebody came on, came on
And stole the girl from you
This is a message
That you should discover
You can t trust a girl
Or judge them by the cover
They can lead you on
And keep you in a daze
Keep you head over heels
And keep you amazed
Its up to you
Whether you fall in the trap
Just remember when you push up
To have a strong rap
Cos now-a-days
Things are real funny
You can bet more than all she wants
Is your money
So listen to what I say
With or without
Yo, the girls is OK
Girls are the same everywhere
You can bet all they want from you
Is what they can get
And when they finish
You can bet that you ve tried her
They ll leave you penniless
With desire
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Two penny vengeance
I threw two new shiny pennies on William Bonney?s grave
Turned my boots around and headed on my way
Climbed in the Silverado and jammed it down in gear
I watched the dust and gravel flying in my rear view mirror
And headed right back down...
Turned my boots around and headed on my way
Climbed in the Silverado and jammed it down in gear
I watched the dust and gravel flying in my rear view mirror
And headed right back down...
Homewrecker
Intro:
Hey Sisqo, it´s me love. Call me. I wanna hold the dragon.
I know you got a girl now. It´s cool. I just wanna see you okay.
See the last time girl you had me caught up in some mess
Telling my girl that...
Hey Sisqo, it´s me love. Call me. I wanna hold the dragon.
I know you got a girl now. It´s cool. I just wanna see you okay.
See the last time girl you had me caught up in some mess
Telling my girl that...
Wings of a dove
On the wings of a snow white dove he sends his pure sweet love
A sign from above on the wings of a dove
When troubles surround us and evils come
The body grows weak and the spirits grow numb
When these things beset us he doesn t forget us
He sends down his love...
A sign from above on the wings of a dove
When troubles surround us and evils come
The body grows weak and the spirits grow numb
When these things beset us he doesn t forget us
He sends down his love...
Sister
Caught up in the middle
Had no choice, had no choice
Birthright forgotten, so silent
No voice
I see you
You know who
Little girl, little girl
Now realize little girl
Overlooked little girl
Bottled up and empty holding back
At loss you re forgotten
Getting back, get back
Expectations...
Had no choice, had no choice
Birthright forgotten, so silent
No voice
I see you
You know who
Little girl, little girl
Now realize little girl
Overlooked little girl
Bottled up and empty holding back
At loss you re forgotten
Getting back, get back
Expectations...
Homesick
I lose some sales
And my boss won t be happy
But i can t stop listening to the sound
Of two soft voices blended in perfection
From the reels of this record that i found
Every day there s a boy in the mirror
Asking me
What are you doing here
Finding more that previous motifs
Growing increasingly...
And my boss won t be happy
But i can t stop listening to the sound
Of two soft voices blended in perfection
From the reels of this record that i found
Every day there s a boy in the mirror
Asking me
What are you doing here
Finding more that previous motifs
Growing increasingly...