but not mine" Gloria, G L O R I A, Gloria, G L O R I A Gloria, G L O R I A, Gloria, G L O R I A Gloria, G L O R I A, Gloria, G L O R I A ...
, alright, alright She's a sender, she's a lover She's a sender, she's a killer What's her name? Her name is Gloria G . L . O . R . I . A G.L.O.R.I.A
Fordítás: Rickie Lee Jones. Gloria.
feel, alright, alright She's a sender, she's a lover She's a sender, she's a killer What's her name? Her name is Gloria G . L . O . R . I . A G.L.O.R
the story of That?s the glory of love You?ve got to laugh a little, cry a little Until the clouds roll by a little That?s the story of That?s the glory
Glory seeker, fortune hound, don't you ever break it on down Ain't you been to school? Ain't you learned the rules? Ain't you paid them dues? The life
bore me Ain't got shit for me Shoulda been influenced by Calvin Broadus Nasir Jones and Sean Corey I'm on the road to glory by the time I don't had
You gotta do right by me It's mandatory, baby Sweeter than your favorite ice cream be Bask in my glory, baby Don't play no games, that'll ruin things
see the sound i hear is more than Merely humor i know it shakes the gates of hell chorus: i hear angles singing majestic are you lord streams of glory
Mrs. Smith and Mr. Jones have come to pass the night They pulled off of the highway when they saw my light It's a vacancy I offer them, what they offer
to see 'em try Hey, hey ridin' with the driver Juggernaut comin' down the line Hear the banshee cry Engineer like to lose his mind Glory in his eye
people love to pay So get your roll of dimes and your sippin? wine ?Cause forgettin? time?s the order of the day Yellow bus drops Gospel Jones, he lost
Baby beesh and grimm [chorus 2x] Don't let them foolya We just come to school ya Glory glory haleloya No red against no blue You know you know Verse
to do man This what we do preferably man We bring that powerful music to your table man Killa, let ?em know something Young Guru, Just Blaze, Killa, Diplomats, huh Juelz Santana, Jim Jones
I like gravy on my biscuit, I like my chicken fried I drink my coffee black, I sure like my Charlie Pride Well I still solute ole Glory and I give glory
a hell of a pace And now it's a disgrace, he's got the pipe in his face For twenty-four seven a terrible Jones Didn't take care of business, didn't
