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  • Текст песни Belle Epoque - Bamalama

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    You blow your mind using cocaine
    Let me blow mine using this big chain

    Drugs are your scene, violence is mine
    Nothing is clean, so we broke the line

    Holding this chain may look insane
    While I've got beer running through my veins

    See how my chain flies in the air
    Honey you're looking at your nightmare

    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Taste of chains, taste of violence
    Taste of chains, taste of violence

    D'you feel my chain around your neck
    C'mon don't be such a nervous wreck

    We'll knock you down in the back street
    When you don't watch where you put your feet

    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo yeah, yeah
    Hum, hum, hum, hum, you blow my mind
    Hum, hum, hum, hum, you blow my mind
    Hum, hum, hum, hum, you blow my mind
    Hum, hum, hum, hum, you blow my mind

    Get around get around, get all upside down
    Get around get around, get all upside down
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    If you're lookin' for trouble, man, it's too late to go
    We'll have a little celebration, that means destruction

    Bamalama, Bamaloo, yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo, yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo, yeah, yeah
    Bamalama, Bamaloo, yeah, yeah

    Good golly Miss Molly, baby you're sure like a ball
    Good golly Miss Molly, baby you're sure like a ball
    When you're rockin' and rollin'
    C'mon over baby, whole lotta shakin' goin' on
    C'mon over baby, sure you can't go wrong
    C'mon over, whole lotta shakin' goin' on

    Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
    Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, won't you come along with me
    Know that I love you, won't you come along with me ....

    Taste of chains, taste of violence
    Taste of chains, taste of violence
    Taste of chains, taste of violence

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