Don't do this, don't do that Don't you ever talk back Don't speak with food in your mouth Just keep quiet while the grown ups are talking
Im not being mean, im just being fair It's just because i really care You know that i love you But shut your mouth you just have to do what i saaaay...
I dont want you to lie You're just too old to cry You're just too young to know But when you're older you'll understand
You are mine i own you Look at me im talking to yoiu Dont use that tone with me So shut your mouth you just have to do what i saaaaay
Do what saaaaay
DO WHAT I SAAAAAAAAAAYYY!
When I grow up there will be a day When everybody has to do what I say When I grow up there will be a day When everybody has to do it...
MY WAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY MYWAAAAAAAAYYYYY
MY WAY WAY WAY AY AY AY........
I paid to raise you good Did ev ery thing i could So dont you dare to say That i never cared about you anyway You have to do what i saaaay.....
I gave you food to eat I kept you on your feet I gave you all my good advice Not once did i hear you tahnk me for all that i've doooone
You dont know a nythinhg About my suf fering I went through alot of pain Jut to get you where you are today
If i e ver hit you It's be cause i had to You have done some thing wrong And you deserve the punnisment you have to paaaaay
Do what i saaaay
DO WHAT I SAAAAAAY!!!!
When I grow up there will be a day When everybody has to do what I say When I grow up there will be a day When everybody has to do it.....
........
........
MY WAY!!!!!!!!!
ah, saudades de ouvir isto aos altos berros numa disco e abanar o carolo...
obrigado pela revival!
acho que vou sacar isto da net, apesar de ter o cd original lá em casa....
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Este blog está completamente alheado da crise em Portugal Continental, esta-se positivamente a cagar para o defice, despreza as comemoracoes do Centenario, ri-se de Paulo Bento a treinador nacional, é contra o acordo (H)ortografico e tem acentos onde calha, mas acima de tudo ODEIA o Socras com todas as forças e apoia o candidato Vieira à Presidencia.
Este blog nao se leva nada a serio e é adepto da terapia do riso. Alias, este blog celebra a estupidez e tem brio na sua auto-arvorada cromice.
Este blog pode ter efeitos psicotropicos, se combinado com o consumo de substancias ilicitas e/ou engordativas (Pizza e hamburguers do Macmerdonales contam) e faz mal ao colesterol e ao pedantismo blasé e betinho. Este blog so tem 4 ou 6 seguidores e orgulha-se disso.
Este blog ta-se a borrifar para os rotulos e nao quer ser melhor, porque (tambem) nao tem capacidade para isso. Este blog é emigrado e simplorio, tem Portugal no Coração, é povão e tem bandeira, é poliglota e idiota. Mas é um blog feliz!
2 comentarii:
Isto sem procurar no google...
A ver se ainda malembro de tudo:
Don't do this, don't do that
Don't you ever talk back
Don't speak with food in your mouth
Just keep quiet while the grown ups are talking
Im not being mean, im just being fair
It's just because i really care
You know that i love you
But shut your mouth you just have to do what i saaaay...
I dont want you to lie
You're just too old to cry
You're just too young to know
But when you're older you'll understand
You are mine i own you
Look at me im talking to yoiu
Dont use that tone with me
So shut your mouth you just have to do what i saaaaay
Do what saaaaay
DO WHAT I SAAAAAAAAAAYYY!
When I grow up there will be a day
When everybody has to do what I say
When I grow up there will be a day
When everybody has to do it...
MY WAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY
MYWAAAAAAAAYYYYY
MY WAY WAY WAY AY AY AY........
I paid to raise you good
Did ev ery thing i could
So dont you dare to say
That i never cared about you anyway
You have to do what i saaaay.....
I gave you food to eat
I kept you on your feet
I gave you all my good advice
Not once did i hear you tahnk me for all that i've doooone
You dont know a nythinhg
About my suf fering
I went through alot of pain
Jut to get you where you are today
If i e ver hit you
It's be cause i had to
You have done some thing wrong
And you deserve the punnisment you have to paaaaay
Do what i saaaay
DO WHAT I SAAAAAAY!!!!
When I grow up there will be a day
When everybody has to do what I say
When I grow up there will be a day
When everybody has to do it.....
........
........
MY WAY!!!!!!!!!
ah, saudades de ouvir isto aos altos berros numa disco e abanar o carolo...
obrigado pela revival!
acho que vou sacar isto da net, apesar de ter o cd original lá em casa....
Grande tune dos tempos do Johnny Guitar....ah grandes tempos pois sim...conta ca genti no dia 25 e levo uma prima...
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