You know when I'm coming home. You know when I'm coming to bed. You know that when I tell you that I love you I mean every word I said. You know I'm
You better guard your pals, cause I'm 'arnin you Informin you, Ali Vegas do what he wanna do And I'ma rep Queens just like I was born to do What nigga
I have and I ain't gonna lose it 'Cause I've been given a second chance And I intend to use it I'm not tryin' to change the world I'm just tryin' to
Artist - Keith Urban Album - Various Songs Title - Tonight I Want To Cry Alone in this house again tonight I got the TV on, the sound turned down and
what ya love about me? I'm gonna be a country star And take it all way to far Breakin' all the young girls hearts Just like Keith Urban Man, I'm thinkin
known. I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done. And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do. I wanna love somebody, Love somebody like you. An' I'm
teams, baseball or hockey No urban radio, just country and pop beats I'm trying to shake these stereotypes So give me space please, let me air out my life I
I'm gonna run across your mind Don't worry, I'll be fine I'm gonna be alright While you're sleeping with your pride Wishing I could hold you tight I'
me what ya love about me I'm gonna be a country star and take it all way to far breakin all the young girls hearts just like Keith Urban Man I'm thinkin
(Keith Urban/Monty Powell) Yeah, yeah Ooh it's a love thing I been working all day long And I'm ready to come on home to you All the other guys roll
all, I'm tellin you the truth See I know your type, you talk out your ass A wannabe gangsta mad The voodoo heavy on you, but your karma's bad I'm not
feet underneath the earth Serial killer like Ted Bundy, on the mic I'm Adolf Hitler Far worse than Osama Bin Laden, plottin on hell When I get there I
style I'm liable to flow out with a terrible style Viacom bought you (suckers) I'm outta here nigga I'm changin the dial [Kool Keith] Hot 97 [Chorus
..." [Kool Keith] Yo, I'm tired of looking at everybody. Same boots, skully hats in 90 degree weather, looking to get into clubs for free. I'm not
I wrong for dat? (Mmm mmm) Dawg, am I wrong for dat? (Say WHAAAAT?!) Yo Keith, yo yo Keith {*sound of jail door opening*} [Keith Murray] I copped
1: Keith Nut ] Holy Christ, I leave rappers' souls as cold as ice I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, turnin men to mice Breakin the law, city urban
Prevod: Urban, Keith. I Wanna Be Your Man.