Robbie Williams Song 3 текст песни, слова песни Song 3 Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams - Song 3
Come shag the damned
God, I blow them away
A heart of chrome
A broken home
I got plenty to say
Who are you doing?
Don't spoil my day
A bigger better offer baby
He's on his way, you gotta love LA
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
And I'm just the same
So Ebay baby haven't seen you lately
Do you still give it away?
So get my peeps to call your peeps
'Cause we've got nothing to say
Don't feed the models
Don't look the police
Don't go to Crenshaw Boule
'Cause whitey can get fleeced, God I love LA
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause I dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
Like a jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
California, USA baby
Who you doing baby?
Don't spoil my day
You've been gloating lately baby
And I dig LA, I'd have to say
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
I've gotta jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA, California
USA, USA, USA
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