Lyrics:
He'd capture the hearts of the nation
Not just an actor but an activist
I'm telling you man, Boyega's the best
John Boyega, John John Boyega
John
gun, man
(woo) like John Wick (uh)
All black, one gunman
John Wick, that's a bad man
All black, one gunman john Wick (baow)
All black, one gunman
the morning, read the newspapers and they
would tell you england is in war with france?
John: i'd die of fright.
Yoko: i don't think that should happen.
You
cracked and men started cryin'
Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
And everybody thought that they'd breathed their last, 'cept John
Through
cracked and men started cryin'
Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
And everybody thought that they'd breathed their last, 'cept John
Through
Chai and smoking weed
Ain't no one in the county
Ever see'd whatever he see'd
John Oaks, John Oaks
John Oaks, John Oaks
Old John rides in his
cracked and men started cryin'
Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
And everybody thought that they'd breathed their last, 'cept John
Through
in his hand;
And I thought to myself, John Daniel, I don't understand
Now I'd planned to meet some friends of mine when I got off at three,
In
John Henry was a li'l baby, uh-huh
Sittin' on his mama's knee, oh, yeah,
Said: "De Big Bend Tunnel on de C & O road
Gonna cause de death of me
John the nurse-hear his story in every verse
This ain't a regular guy; I swear he ain't from Earth
He got scrubs on, and a goofy smile
Follow him
on the weekends and it's good for you and me
It's John D. McGurk's and it's bound to set you free
It's the Heartbeat of Good Ole St. Louie
Take a stroll down
prayin' and hearts beat fast
And everybody thought they'd breathed their last, 'cept John
Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell
Walked
just drifted into town and stayed all alone.
He didn't say much, kind of quiet and shy
And if you spoke at all, you'd just said hi to Big John.
Somebody
you're Dick Butkus
One-half science and another half soul
His name's Mike D. not Fat Morton Jelly Roll
Got busy in Frisco fooled around in Fresno
Got
I’ll tell ya. I’m the boss of every bank teller. Call me John D. Rockefeller. Well, John Mac has a huge sack and pulls babes like John Kusack, but he
Young Flow, D. Edge, call that King Midas
You can hide, I'm inside your ear like tinnitus
I had a strong year, I'm having one more
I'm spitting out
diablo
Disfrazado de Dios
y solo tu corazón
puede diferenciarlo
La receta de John Travolta (Ouh)
John Travolta (Do, Doble D)
Cocinando la receta de John
John Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said, "'Fore the sheriff comes I wanna tell you, listen boy"
Said, "Learn to ball a jack, learn to lay
Gave them folks hell
H - E - Double hockey sticks
John Cena how I slide with the blick
Hellcat, Scat pack put some miles on a bitch
D. Lou going wild
driving steel
Said "Sweat, boy! Sweat! Only two more swings!"
"I was born drivin' steel"
Well now John Henry hammered in the mountains
He'd give a grunt he
um relógio de ouro
Comprado na Chinaçor
É o John d'América
É o John d'América
É o John d'América
É o John d'América
Ele faz vida de rei
Não há mulher
I drove a beat up tractor down a one lane road
Pick her up early and away we'd go
Down to the river by the edge of her daddy's farm
We used to lay
JOHN
A dozen or more toy soldiers
And a rag doll to lead the troop?
MICHAEL
Not bad!
JOHN
Marbles and an aggie, inside a satin baggy?
MICHAEL
I’d love
I drove a beat up tractor down a one lane road
Pick her up early and away we'd go
Down to the river by the edge of her daddy's farm
We used to lay
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