歌詞:
My Hart Will Go On

it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my

in Peace Tell me what I look like, dark shades on even in the evning (Black) Three chains on my neck for a reason, LP free time Call this the Lights On, On

adrenaline, shit kicker, known veteran Stompin' my comp', at any grudge match, I'll make 'em try again That's my motto, you better all play in the lotto 'Cause steppin' to my

yeah - Just go Why the hell don't you leave me alone You take my money, you eat my food you're singing in my toilet and that ain't sounding good you

you go The hands of a man I leave you in His hands must be gentle when they hold my girl And his hands must be strong because they hold my world My life will

my niggas down in right street nigga Ask my niggas in Re Ville, ask my niggas down at Wilks Ask my niggas at Hart feel nigger, ask my niggas in Altoes

They sink it in a pond Torching open corridors up and down and inside out I close the gap that bears my name My hart and my soul The hours stop and fill

jazz [Roxie Hart] Oh! - Hello, Mrs. Borusewicz. [Mrs. Borusewicz] - Mrs. Hart. [Roxie Hart] This is Fred. He's my brother. [Velma Kelly] All that jazz Come on

BOTTLE Writers Hank Thompson, Dick Hart On tap, in the can or in the bottle To me it will all taste the same Down the hatch cause my throat's open throttle My