me I only wanna Be at the dock of the bay. It's such a beautiful place Soon I'll find my way Soon I'll find my way soon I'll find my girl Soon I'll find
Prijevod: Magla. Uskoro.
for me I only wanna Be at the dock of the bay. It's such a beautiful place Soon I'll find my way Soon I'll find my way soon I'll find my girl Soon I'll
circles I'd go Longing to tell you, but afraid and shy I'd let my golden chances pass me by Soon you'd leave me, off you would go in the mist of day
the thugs cry [when the thugs cry, when the thugs cry]. [Are you ready, ready, ready?] Oh no! It'll make your body shake when it's too late soon
, gives answers if you curious Good times disappear quickly back into a mist Shooter hardly ever miss, that means I'm accurate Crack the pitch man, pretty soon
to get some rims on his truck I don't think that they'll miss ten percent of negative bucks Put some Henny up in your cup your problems will start to drown But soon
ya uncle told me Haven't slept since, cause my dreams real big I aint even rich yet, so get up off my d-ck bitch Oh shit haters through the mist, on some
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh It's a sunny day and the sky is bright Take her to the mist everything is right No need to make bets 'cause I met a bookie Today
house Wake up in my golden bed Wicked thoughts inside my head Step outside and glide away Nothing's wicked here today I can breathe the magic mist
Intro HEAVENLY SHADES OF NIGHT ARE FALLING IT'S TWILIGHT TIME OUT OF THE MIST YOUR VOICE IS CALLING IT'S TWILIGHT TIME WHEN PURPLE COLORED CURTAINS MARK
Heavenly shades of night are falling, it's twilight time Out of the mist your voice is calling, it is twilight time When purple colored curtains mark
, muthafuck bone an it's on when we meet Never ride alone 'cause I roll one deep Black four-five on me like a sheep, I creep In the mist of the fog through
dead, in a cathedral [AZ] Now you're forced to listen I got the mind of a grad from Princeton Play your position, or soon you'll be lost and missin
[Kurupt] It's time to escape, but I don't know where the fuck I'm headed Up or down, right or left, life or death I see myself in a mist of smoke
mouth The taste of wild strawberries La la la On a cold Summer morning We drove Through the mist Women Always Cry Without previous notice Summer will soon
THINKING by Carole King I see you, but you don't see me Like a ghost of the future hovering dark and dreamy You fade in and out of the mist Do
It is the fool Who puts faith in false saviors The innocent understands He's still falling And furthermore He's now aware "Come spread your wings Awake now" The enemy within Will soon
