Turbonegro Lyrics
Turbonegro Lyrics
"Hot Stuff - Hot Shit Lyrics"
My Everything Lyrics
I know you take from me I know you take away my everything ...my everything I know your everyway I know you make your way to everything ...into everything
I know you take from me I know you take away my everything ...my everything I know your everyway I know you make your way to everything ...into everything
Hot Stuff
When I see you on my TV screen
Hot Stuff
Oh you make me wanna cream my jeans
Hot shit
Oh boy I wish I was your man
Baby take good care in Afghanistan
Hot lips
When I see you on the battlefield
Hot tits
Oh girl I hope you don't get killed
Hot shit
Oh baby you just looks so good
But it looks like you're
Fantastic Planet Of Love Lyrics
(M. Crenshaw) The way you smile even when heartbreak Is closing in around you You know that's one thing I ought to learn how to do Won't you he
stuck in the wrong neighborhood(M. Crenshaw) The way you smile even when heartbreak Is closing in around you You know that's one thing I ought to learn how to do Won't you he
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit
Hot buns
In middle of a fire fight
Hot boobs
Hand grenades tearing up the night
Hot lips
You'll lo
Sell Your Dope Lyrics
A few words of inspiration This song is dedicated to hustlers standing on the curb Smokin herb, movin weight from the inner city to the suburbs Paranoid of jail, po
se your heart to another manA few words of inspiration This song is dedicated to hustlers standing on the curb Smokin herb, movin weight from the inner city to the suburbs Paranoid of jail, po
Like a leader of a warring clan
Hot cakes
Let me know can I anticipate
Hot licks
To wine and dine you at a special date
Hot skin
Will you be back tell me yes or no
Get out of that war zone I need you so
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do wit
Punica (With Drunken Guest-Singer) Lyrics
Het is geel en het ruikt naar fruit Het ziet er ook lekker uit Je neemt een ferme slok Je kijkt meteen op de klok Je raakt in extase 'T is tijd voor de punica-oase
h itHet is geel en het ruikt naar fruit Het ziet er ook lekker uit Je neemt een ferme slok Je kijkt meteen op de klok Je raakt in extase 'T is tijd voor de punica-oase
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit