Lyrics:
comin', I'm gonna beat a quick retreat
She's so young, yeah she's so young
Yeah she's so young, she's so young
She's so young, she's so young
She
on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see?
I'm the narrator, and this
comin', I'm gonna beat a quick retreat
She's so young, yeah she's so young
Yeah she's so young, she's so young
She's so young, she's so young
She
on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see?
I'm the narrator, and this
really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You better run, you better do what you can
Don't want to see no blood, don't be a macho man
You want to be
You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen
Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance
You can jive
to be able just to pay the price
The price it took to set him free
I never heard a single "thank you" at all
You'd think by now I could see
All
tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just
the building - oh yeah
(New Jay-Z!) It's Young, c'mon!
That shit sound like some superhero music right there (okay)
Sound like my theme muh'fucking song
not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig
I'm just a wicked young man
I like to run my body on heavy, heavy fuel
I can punch
my sad story
For I'm a young cowboy and know I must die
So, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the Death March as you carry me
not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig
I'm just a wicked young man
I like to run my body on heavy, heavy fuel
I can punch
They shouted beat the prisoner hardy...
The weeks went by and no one spoke about it anymore
Or seemed to see the wreath Bill's mother hung upon the door
really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You better run, you better do what you can
Don't want to see no blood, don't be a macho man
You want to be
I’m gonna move to San Francisco
And watch all the hip young
Artists struggle with their rent
Ooh I’m gonna be one of them
I’m gonna find a pale
Come on boy, come on girl
Succumb to the beat surrender
And if you feel there's no passion
No quality sensation
Seize the young determination
Show
my sad story
For I'm a young cowboy and know I must die
So, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the Death March as you carry me
to think you're free
you're free, you're free
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young, die young
Can't you see the writing on the wall?
not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig
I'm just a wicked young man
I like to run my body on heavy, heavy fuel
I can punch
to think you're free
you're free, you're free
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young, die young
Can't you see the writing on the wall?
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
beat up
Since you 86-ed me, pretty beat up
Never restitched me, pretty beat up
My face is a mess, pretty beat up
Yeah, yeah, you ought to see my
to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay
Forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young
May you grow up to be
Come on boy, come on girl
Succumb to the beat surrender
And if you feel there's no passion
No quality sensation
Seize the young determination
Show
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