Ohhhohhhh!!! Yo contigo me quiero perder Yo contigo me quiero perder Hoy nos vamos de fuga dime si conmigo quieres ir Que me muero de ganas por tenerte
el amor se fue (se fue, se fue) Hey, porque el amor se fue Baby Ranks, Angel Lopez Predicador (Predicador) Mi flow (porque el amor se fue) Baby Ranks
y sexy que hacer sin tu alegria Guallando asi Muy fuerte y sexy Corazon dile que yooooo quiero esa nena "yea" porque sabe "baby ranks" como ella mueve
hay tiempo que perder (no) La noche es nuestra, dale Dale! No pierdas tiempo y hacercate Sabes! Que eres quien quiero tener (Baby Ranks!) (Chorus) Baby Ranks
me You just lose me Girl, you just Girl, you just Girl, you just lose me Girl, you just lose me Baby Ranks Baby Ranks Baby Ranks Baby Ranks Baby Ranks Baby Ranks
Amor(Yeah...) Baby Ranks... Para ti... (Oohh...) Amor...(amor), dile que no(dile que no..) Te maltrate...(temaltrate), tu corazon...(tu corazon..) Quiero
Long time coming seemed to get me through Long time coming many served the few Long to taste the shame that bows down before you Long time coming seemed
We've come a long way to where the mountain is high I take my cedar to where the mountain is high What I need is a peace and quiet What we see is an
tell me why? They made a good bowl of chili at the jazz club They played a good game of football in Mucron They ripped everyone off at the top rank,
Hold me down I'm gonna fly straight to heaven Hold me down Don't ever let go I've been around You know I can't stay forever And when I leave I want you
tonight I'm going to spend Christmas with you on Christmas Eve. Because tonight's Christmas Eve. It;s such a special day It's to fun to spend time with
Dashing through the snow, In a one horse open sleigh O'er the hills we go, Laughing all the way. Bells on bobtail ring Making spirits bright. What fun
Simply a rough day 'Cause I'm going to hurt you Going to cause So much pain, pain, pain Simply a rough day I don't mean to hurt you Going to do it anyway
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Let's begin at the beginning: We're lovers and we're losers, We're heroes and we're pioneers, And we're beggars and we're choosers. We're skirting
Join The Ranks Join The Fight Here We All Are United In A Plight For Doing What You Wanna Do Let The Truth Be Told They're Made From The Mold Tied
was happy and free I looked for my friends but I never could find them I found they were all rank strangers to me Everybody I met seemed to be a rank
As I roved out on a May morning On a May morning right early I met my love upon the way Oh Lord but she was early. Her boots were black, her stockings