'll be blue again in school today Lonely school days do I have when you Come to school with someone new In my deepest sorrow over losing you Lonely school days
Prevod: Chuck Berry. Lonely Days School.
be blue again in school today Lonely school days do I have when you Come to school with someone new In my deepest sorrow over losing you Lonely school days
Na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na I got my fame dog, look at my niggas Got a 'lil money, yo and I ain't trippin' Most days are faded, feelin
tears You think dat anybody in my possien would be glad (yea u would),quite the oppasite more worrys more Sumtimes I wake up wishing I could sleep for days
to get his papers Seein' visions of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors Got his man from around the corner, we'll call him 'Lil Mo Been in so many reform schools
I'm raised old school, This town aint big enough for two, its a showdown a sunset, Prev one's a sure bet, riding with the lonely guns we aint done yet
'm high not high enough to not feel the pain Of being betrayed, played, portrayed for a fool That shit ain't cool, we ain't in school I quit school because
is made Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days So full of pain while the weapons blaze Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days
All of those wild american bilinguals Who talk to you in paris of their lonely lives School days and last days out there in the midwest They climb on
you can make a movie She said the diamonds on my chain look like kool aid And when I'm gone she be missing me like school days Alright, I like a bitch
know That you never listened - Listen. Thinking about that high school dance Worrying about the finals Yes I know You're feeling lonely Oh lonely, so lonely
sigh of resignation You resign your self to keep on growing Like the seeds you're sowing, you're a strange apparition In this land of grammar schools and gala days
It's been 18 months and 14 days Bobby can't get him a job Repo man's gonna take his van I hear Bobby's given up on God He needs a hand up And not a hand
know what life had in for us Starting out at St. Margarets Up there on that lonely hill I got my start in 1970 Moved on down to Motley school Down to