Too late, too late to ask forgiveness Too late, too late for me to cry You've gone, you've gone you left this morning I should have known you'd say goodbye
Vertaling: Ray Price. Te laat.
've got what's coming to me I am so weary and tired of another's caress Though I would love to be with you I know it's too late But I still love you and
could go on hurting her I should have known there'd have to be an end But fools in love I thought by fate they never learn till it's too late And I've
year Ray Price came through town His tour bus parked about a mile from here I sat there in the backseat of that old Coupe De Ville Those shoes were just too
at night Baby, don't get me wrong, I could do that pussy right But I?m too wrong to write, too fresh to fight Too paid to freestyle, too paid to freestyle
Night. Baby Don't Get Me Wrong I Could Do That Pussy Right. But I'm Too Wrong To Write. Too Fresh To Fight. Too Paid To Freestyle. Too Paid To Freestyle
Baby Don't Get Me Wrong I Could Do That Pussy Right. But I'm Too Wrong To Write. Too Fresh To Fight. Too Paid To Freestyle. Too Paid To Freestyle. I Had