Floorfilla - Sister golden hair

Tekst :

Well, I tried to make it someday,
But I got so demdepressed,
That I set my side on Monday,
And I got myself embrassed.
I am waiting for the author,
But I do agree those times.
When a woman, sure, can be your feminin.
Well, the people thinking bout, too,
Sister Golden Hair surprised.
And I just can t live without you,
Come to see it in my eyes.
I will one more go responding,
I ve been, too, to hard to find.
But it doesn t mean, you re waiting on my mind.

Sister, sister, sister Golden Hair...

Well, the people thinking bout, too,
Sister Golden Hair surprised.
And I just can t live without you,
Come to see it in my eyes.
I will one more go responding,
I ve been, too, to hard to find.
But it doesn t mean, you re waiting on my mind.
Will you make me in the middle?
Will you make me in the air?
Will you love me just a little?
Just to know to show you care.
Well, I try to thinking, don t my scene,
I just can making.
Well, I try to thinking, don t my scene,
I just can making.

Sister, sister, sister Golden Hair...

I will one more go responding,
I ve been, too, to hard to find.
But it doesn t mean, you re waiting on my mind.

Inne utwory

  • Techno romance
  • 6 Is danger
  • The hypno
  • Mayday
  • My melody
  • Welcome party people
  • Anthem no 3
  • A night in Europe
  • Floor-fee-la
  • Time 2 move
  • Le delire
  • Italodancer
  • Enter the arena
  • The choice
  • Losowe utwory

    Struggle

    There goes Elvis kicking up a landslide
    Close shave now he’s back on the flipside
    Stretch taxi gonna fly me to the Hollywood Bowl
    It’s a bitch Jack when you need some feedback
    You hang while they hold you and you never get the ring back...

    I wonder why

    Love is a hunger
    That burns in my soul
    But you never notice the pain
    Love is an anchor
    That won t let em go
    I reach out to hold you
    But you push me away
    You always convince me to stay

    And I wonder why
    We hold on with...

    Fuck school

    Kids are doing drugs,
    Kids ignore the rules,
    What do you expect?
    They re just surviving school,
    Kids are fucking up,
    Kids are fucking cruel,
    Kids all fucking suck,
    They re just surviving school

    I don t like you, you don...

    A jazzy rhyme

    [Intro: Naisha (Triggnomm)]
    Yo this shit s recording kid
    So drop some jazz shit (drop some shit)
    Drop some jazzy shit, (put the blunts down)
    Drop some jazzy shit, (son set it off, set it off)

    [Naisha]
    The State of Naisha, mug like...

    Friends

    SCOOTER!! Yeah!!
    We re gonna hit you harder!
    Yeeah! C mon, c mon!

    Friends!...We ll be Friends!
    We ll be friends...We ll be friends!
    Friends!...We ll be Friends!
    We ll be friends...We ll be friends!
    Friends!...We ll be Friends!
    We ll be friends...We ll be friends!
    Friends!...We ll be...