Lyrics:
With open arms
The storm is getting close
The signal lost
The Spanish kids are dancing
With plastic guns
The city has a new sound
It's calling us
of chocolate and baseball love
Middle earth and houses rare
Spanish skyline in the air
You've been there before it's true
Heavenly and sacred ???
You can't play
a friend who said she didn't mind to pretend to be a spanish driver
And she looks like Minnie Driver
And I think that she cares for me the way I used
rock with the champion image from start to finish
Compress Spanish, youth offenders, slice of your dinners
Brain chemist' cross gimmicks and mimicks
[Cage]
I first saw the bitch at the galleria
With Mr. E
[Eon]
Yo, check that spanish bitch
[Cage]
Yeah, I see her
She was signing people up for
From Saint-Germain-des-Pres
To Place Edgar Quinet
Un flaneur supercool
Un boulevardier
Born in Rome, near the Spanish Stairs
A guy called Guy, Guy
the bed
I don't know what you're thinking now
I just hope you're feelin how, much love I have for you
Whoa whoa whoa
Your Spanish eyes are deep,
There's a Spanish girl with ebony eyes
Selling Cuban coffee and guava pies
While the boys hang at the corner store
Drinkin Iron Beer rollin' dice
Wishin these demons would be baptized or banished
In my dream I woke up in Jamaica speakin Spanish
The night the earth cried when the good ship arrived
My name is Juan Hano de Castro
My father was a Spanish Grandee
But I won my wife in a card game
To hell with those lords o'er the sea
Well
break laws, give gauze when we break jaws
Findin flaws in stars and keep the even with the odds
In head-nods, from Spanish red-head broads
And stay Trump
towards the Indians was that of Christian superiority. The Indians were read a proclamation in Spanish which they had no hope of understanding. They had no
a night train 'cause I needed a ride
I try to get molenko? gave my girl Spanish Fly
But now I chill with Captain Morgan and a pack of Colt 45
I got a pet
long for that sweet Spanish sky
Sènorita do you think of me and of this melody
La, la, la, la, la, la,
La, la, la, Europa
La, la, la, la, la, la,
you whole
Assembled in Mexico, dark Spanish eyes
She'll tell you where to go, if you get wise
She's your fantasy, but she won't go too far
Oh she
America's Most Wanted
Sancho, with a spanish fly in my cup
Checking out the cuties that are ghetto star-struck
From the 619 to the 213, oh you heard of me
Lisa picks her coffee up
And takes a small sip from her cup
She flashes with her blue eyes
Over at the counter
Where the spanish boys are talking
Laying down in this Spanish bar
That last slammer hit me like a car
I've got the 6a.m. Balearic blues
Can't even focus on my own tattoos
I had
on the pew
And when I see him in that frock
My conscience goes awry
I'll give him some communion wine
That's spiked with Spanish fly
Altar boy, altar
don't stop 'cause it won't stop
had a freak but you got cot cause da do locked
hola to dese spanish broads
all da dogz some bandits y'all
strait up while
breasts, honey had me harder than a Spanish test
We on the dancefloor, gettin our boogie on
I see the haters watchin me with they hoodies on
Tryin to peep
dare
But I watched you going under
That's a thought I could not bear
Five thousand miles I'm away from
you
Drifting by the Spanish steps tonight
the Spanish words too well!!
Te quieras
Something... something... lmao..
Girl you're takin' good care of me
I can feel it deep inside
And my body doesn't
on the other side,
Rival those of the Spanish Inquisition.
Today, I see street corner preachers screaming at passers-by,
While the amount of Neo-Nazi Hate
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