Fordítás: Marley, Bob. Roots, Rock, reggae (A Steven Tyler és Joe Perry).
world So be my girl, my girl, my girl And love me just like a movie [Verse 2] I can see you hangin out in the court yard Lookin fly and you finally
rock my world So be my girl, my girl, my girl And love me just like a movie I can see you hangin out in the court yard Lookin fly and you finally comin
Ooh-ooh Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away On top of some hill Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he He got right down and wrote bank will He say now,
those things that only he could do Charlie Christian started a new thing And, oh my, how Billie Holiday could sing Alan Freed rock and rolled Joe Turner
behind me in the back seat Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie? Is it Bob or Joe or Walter
a nympho Raised in the temple of Chi, taught to look into the eye I identify with dobbs and weaves, and niggaz makin moves that bob and weave, and niggaz
, an extra thermos of Joe He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah Bob's the kinda guy he knows just what Bob's the kinda guy he knows just
) And where I'm from it's either Guns or Roses And fuck with me, you need a bunch of roses And lord knows I keep the Led Zeppelin A nigga front and then
backwoods and bleek introduced me to diesel and snoop turned me on to the chronic,smokin it i was feelin bionic,lookin at me rollin a blunt and im huffin and puffin and
to break the news about uncle joe You remember uncle joe He was the one afraid to cut the cake Who wants to tell poor aunt sarah Joe's run off to fire
Highwater risin', rising night and day All the gold and silver are being stolen away Big Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his mind
OH me heart is livin' in The sixties still J.F.K. was gettin' shot down When Joe Kelly married Phil OH me heart is livin' in The sixties still Bob
heart is livin in the 60's still J.F.K was getting, shot down when joe kelly married phil oh, me heart is livin in the 60's still bob dylan says
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart Chorus: Fare thee well, old Joe Clark. Good-bye, Mitzi Brown. Fare thee well, old Joe Clark. I'm gonna leave this
And now to the love song. I'm sure you're familiar with love songs on the order of he's just my bill, my man, my joe, my max, and so on where the girl
about Ask and find out Now Jimmy's sister, Mary Joe, brought home this little gift And without asking questions, Jim opened it real quick He ripped up all the wrappings and
Come on and work your body Now Joe wanna be like Bob, Bob got it goin' on with no job And everything Rob got he got from Robin And everything she got
