Umm, yeah, look out, I ain't got no money I ain't like those other guys you hang around It's kinda funny, yeah They always seem to let you down And I
In a pale blue spotlight A figure spins around and the voice calls out to you "Baby, do you like the sound?" The undulating acrobat ready to do your
told, would you rather be dead or be sold? Sold to the one who can now mate the displaced bloodline With the white jail bait, thinkin' like the keys on Prince
I can't disguise the pounding of my heart It beats so strong It's in your eyes, what can I say? They turn me on I don't care where we go I don't care
Cool as the other side of the pillow Smooth as another glass of wine, oh yes sir I'm so glad you're my baby, oh yeah I'm so glad that you're mine Bad
Welcome to the power of surrender First things first You must surrender your expectation For those of you expected to get your 'Purple Rain' on You in
When you were mine I gave you all of my money Time after time You done me wrong It was just like a dream You let all my friends come over and meet And
Extraordinary, love you made to me It's some kind of scary I would be a fool to leave you For I was born to love you, this is true Extraordinary, the
"Blow your horn, Maceo!" Say it (Blow your horn, Maceo {repeated by audience}) Come on Whatcha got on your feet, some Jordans? Just the drums Maceo
Serve it up, Frankie This is precisely what I intend to do, honey Honey, do you know, I let Robert cut my hair this morning? (Honey, look at this one
Is it me or did the room just get darker, oh? Is it me or did I just lay down and die? Is this a dream or did the world just crumble at my very feet?
Only someone running would run right into me Unless that someone was someone free like me There are things I will not do I will even be mean and cruel
Eo , eo. Eo. Eo , eo. Eo. Ich schreibe einen Hit , die ganze Nation kennt ihn schon: Alle singen mit. "Eo , eo!" ganz laut im Chor , das geht ins Ohr.
MUSIC: Krumbiegel Sebastian, Kuenzel Tobias LYRICS: Krumbiegel Sebastian, Kuenzel Tobias Ich denk an letzte Nacht, wie lang ist das bloss her, da bin
, a heavenly sign of love No don't worry, I'll receive it from above. You just send me, you're heavenly sign of love. I wait all over, until you be my Prince
his ears Prince alone in the studio It's three a.m. Prince hasn't eaten in eighteen hours Dinner's burned on the stove But prince, he doesn't even know Prince
the trouble with mics is... I've forgotten like a million times to turn back on my microphone for princes solo (playing in atlanta...unsuccessfully)