Shake it, shake it. shake it baby! Shake it, shake it, shake it now Shake it, shake it, shake it baby Shake it, shake it, shake it now Shake it, shake
Traducere: Waits, Tom. Shake Ea.
Shake it, shake it. shake it baby! Shake it, shake it, shake it now Shake it, shake it, shake it baby Shake it, shake it, shake it now Shake it, shake it
'Cuz you'll get banked somethin' sweet Ice Cube and the Lench Mob is jackin' for beats Play it jack Play it jack Play it, play it, play it jack Huh
Ah yeah, y'all know what time it is Tear the club up boys back up in this motherfucker Y'all know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin
you're a freak Girl come and smoke my pole like a Marlboro Introduce me to your mom as Charl-O It's Charlie Scene, shake your ass to the bass Wait till
say I miss you wouldn't be enough I feel like Tom Waits singing Diamonds & Rust And I'm as pathetic as a junkie who knows what he does It's a perpetual
you bastards Spit it green-cold on it, like you won the masters Flow faster, speed it up, heat it up why don't y'all just heat it up? Spit it on some
a cut like we holdin a shank Got it all up on ya back now you walkin a plank Try to do it like this but you drawin a blank Do it double time all up in
boastin' and plus It ain't no secret why they're tappin' my phone Although I can't keep it a secret So I decided to kick it, yo And yes, it weighs a ton
came up and he smiled at me Said "it's gonna be a good one, just wait and see" Jumped out of bed, and I ran outside Feeling so ecstatic, satisfied. [Chorus] It
Alright Well, Tom Thompson came paddling past I'm pretty sure it was him And he spoke so softly in accordance to the Growing of the dim He said, "Bring
took up with a Salvation Army Band girl who played dirty water on a swordfishtrombone he went to sleep at the bottom of Tenkiller lake and he said "gee, but it
(Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan) Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain With a little drop of poison in the red red blood She need a way to turn around
(Tom Waits/K. Brennan) The women all control their men With razors and with wrists And the princess squeezes grape juice On a torrid bloody kiss What
