Christmas timeThere's no need to be afraidAt Christmas timeWe

love, she throws me like a rubber ball

have a loverA lover like no otherShe got soul,

Once you get a chanceYou come to babyRight back, you call

Did you get itDid you need itDid you reallyWhat you wantedWas

so she woke upWoke up from where she was

calling the sun is burning blackCalling, calling, it's beating

GloriaTwo, three, try to sing this songI, I

saysJohn, I'm getting nowhereI wrote this letterHope to get

to itI was so close to itI had the

CaliforniaThen we sail into the shallow seaThe wind that drags your

sea, it swells like a sore headAnd the night,

#- 24kGoldn (Ft. Iann Dior) - "Mood"- 2Pac (Ft. Talent) -

I heard there was a secret chordThat David played and it

In New York freedom looks like too many choicesIn New York

Baby slow downThe end is not as fun as the startPlease

1: Paul it was twenty years ago todayWhen Sgt.

don't have much sun thereWhere we come fromSo Mexico CityThank

Green light, Seven ElevenYou stop in for a pack of cigarettesYou

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahI was a