Sonnenbrille / Sunglasses: C&A, Ohrringe / Earrings: SIX, Lippenstift / Lipstick: Manhattan, Kette / Necklace: VERO MODA, Top / Shirt: H&M, Jeanshose / Jeans: H&M, Schuhe / Shoes: Marco Tozzi.
On A Monday I Was Ar-rested (Uh Huh) On A Tuesday They Locked Me In The Jail (Oh Boy) On A Wednesday My Trial Was At-testedOn A Thursday They Said Guilty And The Judge's Gavel Fell
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains --- Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains --- Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down
On A Monday My Momma Come To See Me On A Tuesday They Caught Me With A File On A Wednesday I'm Down In Solitary On A Thursday I Start On Bread And Water For A While
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains --- Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains --- Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains --- Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains --- Them Chains They're About To Drag Me
Sonnenbrille / Sunglasses: C&A, Ohrringe / Earrings: H&M, Top /Shirt: H&M, Rock /Skirt: C&A, Gürtel / Belt: H&M, Tasche /Bag: Second Hand, Schuhe / Shoes: MyShoes.
I want a girl with a mind like a diamond I want a girl who knows what's best I want a girl with shoes that cut And eyes that burn like cigarettes
I want a girl with the right allocations Who's fast and thorough And sharp as a tack She's playing with her jewelry She's putting up her hair She's touring the facility And picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnng jacket......
I want a girl who gets up early I want a girl who stays up late I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity Who uses a machete to cut through red tape With fingernails that shine like justice And a voice that is dark like tinted glass
She is fast and thorough And sharp as a tack She's touring the facility And picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnng.... lonnng jacket
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation I want a girl with good dividends At Citibank we will meet accidentally We'll start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a car with a cupholder arm rest She wants a car that will get her there She's changing her name from Kitty to Karen She's trading her MG for a white Chrysler La Baron
I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnggggggggg jacket
And I wake up In the morning With my hair down In my eyes And she says hi
And I stumble To the breakfast table While the kids Are going off To school goodbye And she reaches out Takes my hand Squeezes it, says How you feelin' hon?
And I look across At smiling lips That warm my heart And see the morning sun And if That's not lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make Little green apples It don't rain In Indianapolis In the summertime
There's no such thing As Dr. Seuss Disneyland And Mother Goose Is no nurs'ry rhyme
God didn't make Little green apples It don't rain In Indianapolis In the summertime And when myself Is feelin' low I think about her face Aglow to ease my mind
Sometimes I call her up at home Knowing she's busy And ask if she Could get away And meet me And grab a bite to eat She drops What she's doin' Hurries down to meet me And I'm always late
But she sits Waiting patiently And smiles When she sees me Cause she's Made that way
And if That's not lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make Little green apples It don't snow In Minneanapolis When the winter comes
There's no such thing As make-believe Puppy dogs And autumn leaves And B.B. guns
God didn't make Little green apples In the summertime There's no such thing As Dr. Seuss Disneyland And Mother Goose Is no nurs'ry rhyme
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like, james dean, for sure You so fresh to death & sick as cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me beter than my favourite sweater, and I know That luv is mean, and luv hurts But I still remember that day we met in december, oh baby!
I will luv you till the end of time I would wait a milion years Promise you'll remember that ur mine Baby can you see through the tears Luv you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember I will luv you till the end of time
Big dreams, Gangster Said you had to leave to start your life over I was like: "no please" stay here We don't need no money we can make it all work But he headed out on sunday, said he'd come home monday I stayed up waitin, anticipatin and pacin but he was Chasing paper "Caught up in the game" that was the last I heard
I will luv you till the end of time
I would wait a milion years Promise you'll remember that your mine Baby can you see through the tears Luv you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember I will luv you till the end of time
He went out every night And baby that's alright I told you that no matter what you did i'd be by your side Cause im a ride or die Whether you fail or fly Well shit at least you tried. But when you walked out that door, a piece of me died I told you I wanted more-but that not what I had in mind I just want it like before We were dancin all night Then they took you away-stole you out of my life You just need to remember....
Will luv you till the end of time I would wait a milion years Promise you'll remember that your mine Baby can you see through the tears Luv you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember I will luv you till the end of time