Tekst:
The Jam Precious

Your precious love that means so much Will it ever stop or will I just lose touch? What I want to say but my words just fail Is that I need it so I can

Your precious love - that means so much will it ever stop or will I just lose touch What I want to say - but my words just fail Is that I need it so

Your precious love - that means so much will it ever stop or will I just lose touch What I want to say - but my words just fail Is that I need it so

Your precious love - that means so much will it ever stop or will I just lose touch What I want to say - but my words just fail Is that I need it so

A lonely mother gazing out of the window Staring at her son that she just can't touch If at any time he's in a jam, she'll be by his side But he doesn

this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") [Jam Master Jay] Httin hard, now check the hard hit ("Jam Master.. Jay") about

me It's Aftermath here now Shady Records got it locked La, la, la, la , la, la, la, la [50 Cent] Penitentaries is packed with promise makers Never realized the precious

me never tellin lies makin promises, together we ride I put this one on everthing I'm glad she's mine and I love it when we all alone never miss a beat when a slow jam

walk while we talk as we stompin' through the block Hand in hand 'cross the land as Muhammad cross the fade It's a tribe who meanders, precious like