John the little boy from south Taiwan is brought to us against his will He fits right in, he does
John He took so long to understand For a good bedtime that he'd go for nine cutoffs They probably killed them, break up they're coming down I rub a curtain they grow like a tub again Or send a mechanic to break him a nugget Oh?
How Mom and dad can love him though Their skin and hair don't really match That's why when it comes to white socks, No better than Tide action with Bleach Fill the measuring cup to the first line Marked “1” for moderate loads with clothes of white color Or fill the measuring cup to the second line marked “2” for heavy loads that are out of your reach
John, Turn to the sun and finally awake Prisons Turned a noble act of welcoming rotten
Order Within the next fifteen minutes And you'll receive not one but two Children who love to hold you That's why they sponsor the
Olympics If we had a good time breaking it up will love now. Would you like a toboggan? I could hang up but let her go Fall rub it, get down, they had to write over for her Chew drop it God, to the Vatican gold
John, Turn to the sun and finally awake Prisons Turned a noble act of welcoming rotten
There's the motivation Flashing colors and packaged deals Our folk Aren't enough
There's the motivation Flashing colors and packaged deals Our folk Aren't enoughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
