Lyrics:
love on the ocean's floor
And she whispered
Divers do it deeper
Jockeys do it shorter
Bricklayers always make it just a little bit stronger
Hi Fi superstar super hit
Disc Jockey szczerzy kły znad konsolety
Hi Fi superstar super hit
Disc Jockey szczerzy kły znad konsolety
Hi Fi superstar
the blues myself
Yeah
I'ma give every disc jockey
The blues across the country
If he don't dig this
He got a hole in his soul
Yeah
Well
Hey
Ooh
the blues myself
Yeah
I'ma give every disc jockey
The blues across the country
If he don't dig this
He got a hole in his soul
Yeah
Well
Hey
Ooh
monta, vuelve y se desmonta
Si estás bellaqui (-llaqui, ¿qué, qué, qué?)
Tú eres la jockey (jockey)
En la machina se monta, vuelve y se desmonta
Si
I build the ships we?re proud to sail
I give my man a full dinner pail
I clerk
I fight
I warden at night
I plan
I rig
I jockey a jeep
Gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a jumping little record I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven
Gotta hear it
I'm gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' rhythm record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I gotta
Well, I'ma write this letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's the jamminest record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear
Gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a jumping little record I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven
Gotta hear it
Gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a jumping little record I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven
Gotta hear it
jockey
Sidung fi di, sidung fi di, sidung fi di jockey
Gyal, yuh body good, ah me wan' fi touch you
Gyal, yuh body good, and that's why me love you
Ever since Miss Susie Johnson
Lost her jockey Lee
There has been much excitement
And more to be
You can hear her moanin?
Moanin? night and morn
las gatas se muevan
Looney, metele con candela
Looney, metele con candela
Metele con candela
Pa' que todas las gatas se muevan
Cogela que va sin jockey
of the line (I like your jockey. Quiet)
I hear this country's where they do the dance of the seven veils
We'd tell you more (uh-ah) but we would have
Paul gotti
Mi rise one tall shotty (fi kill batty man)
From mi gi woman tall cocky
Dem rail and bawl papi
Dem say mi a dem jockey (jockey weh ride gal)
Well, I'ma write a letter
I'm gon' mail it to my local DJ
Yeah that's the jumpin little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I
Well, I'ma write a letter
I'm gon' mail it to my local DJ
Yeah that's the jumpin little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I
Well, I'ma write a letter
I'm gon' mail it to my local DJ
Yeah that's the jumpin little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I
I'm gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' rhythm record
I want my jockey to play
Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta
they all tell
She's a rebel, she's a yell
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown
White heat in a cold rain
I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane
Jockey La
where I'm coming from
Listen to my rap
Turn your record
Player down real low
Brother jockey
Turn yours down too
You know that
I'm only human
Underneath the glass on the dresser drawer
Ticket stubs and photographs, never any more
And in the puddles on the lawns a tiny jockey stands
But
È Vapo Vapo Na Tcheca Tcheca
Hoje Você Sai Do Jockey Mancando Das Pernas
È Vapo Vapo Na Tcheca Tcheca
Hoje Você Sai Do Jockey Mancando Das Pernas
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