Lyrics:
Kiedyś był Moore Roger, ale przebiłem się, ziomek
Teraz jest cool, może dlatego nieobcy mi chłód? Boże
Teraz się czuję jak król, kiedy wychodzę na
lascia morire come Roger Moore
Adito drammatico, pane massmediatico
Ti iniettano fake news nel corpo cranico
La merda che producono, fantasmi dentro il
Czuję się trochę Bondem
Jestem jak Roger Moore
Fantazmat
Kupiłem zegar
Ja mam czas
Na wakacjach
Nie jestem już w czasu kajdankach
Nie sprawdzam
was silence from the shore
I held you firmly like like Roger Moore
A flamming start will never stop
I felt our heartbeats making one
And on and on,
indoors, Roger Moores
Whip your rockney ou’
Leave it ou’.
I met my indulgence wa’erloo
I was laidbacking in a porta loo
By the time I was feeling David
Connery (Oooh!)
And Roger Moore (Yeah)
Ian Fleming (Oooh!)
Christopher Reeves (Oooh!)
Lou Ferrigno (Oooh!)
Clint Eastwood (Yeah)
Mastroianni
and in their teens,
Lonely spinsters dream of dating Roger Moore or Steve McQueen.
Health fanatics in their attics training for the Empire Games,
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore
Could set them straight
I know a woman
With a picture of Roger Moore
In a short towel and dressing-gown
Pinned to her bedroom wall
She married
Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you, I was trouble
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy
He's in
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore
the infrared beam
Something similar to a Roger Moore scene
That's James Bond, 007, with guillotine
To keep the Hit Squad hype to fly heads like the A-Team
The mentals, rapper slash entrepreneur
with more action than Roger Moore
Turn your cabbage into coleslaw, with the four four
Spray Windex on your
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger
of the gang you see
Starr stands for power like I said before
I'm like the doctors cure slicker than roger moore
I slide up to a crab mc like this
Tap 'em
like I was tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore
I
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore
To przynajmniej szczere
Kiedyś był Moore Roger, ale przebiłem się
Ziomek teraz jest cool
Może dlatego nieobcy mi chłód? Boże
Teraz się czuję jak król
Kiedy
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore
Roger Moore
Please tell us what they say
They tell us what to do
They're only fooling me and you
You know what I ain't
You know what I ain't
I
like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you’re my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore
I
Some resurrection is no conclusion
Some poor pretention but no invention
In the night they become, just what they want
One imitation just like Roger
man
Go hook her man, go hook her man
And that lame tryna holler, he a Bond wannabe
He a Roger Moore nigga, I'm a Sean Connery, I know
Now you
you're Lord Litchfield and Roger Moore
If I've gone up in the world
Or is the world gone down on me
I'm the one who put the Brits in celebrity
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