to the well, momma to the well, momma to the well, Momma to the well, no more Ain't goin' down Ain't goin' down Ain't goin' down Ain't goin' down
Vertaling: Wag, Tom. Is dit nie goin 'afgedaal na die fontein.
Ain't goin' down Ain't goin' down Momma to the well, momma to the well, momma to the well, Momma to the well, no more Ain't goin' down Ain't goin' down
's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes, I wanna get on T.V. and just let loose, but can't But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose "My
the drummer say Oh shit, Alfred Well, where the hand claps at? Good God, Alfred We done burn the house down Burn it down, burn it down, come on, come
ain't nothin but a paid - slave The Uncle Tom of the New - Age Cause sellin out ain't nothin new - wait Cause you can pull a trigger on a nigga well
the drummer say... oh shit, Alfred. Well, where the hand claps at? Good God, Alfred. We done burn the house down. Burn it down, burn it down, come on,
(Tom Waits/K. Brennan) Well I'm goin' out west Where the wind blows tall 'Cause Tony Franciosa Used to date my ma They got some money out there They'
leave I got ringtone this, and ringtone that Try to label southern dance music ringtone rap They capping on the cool but ain't a damn thing funny They ain't
at me It just ain't worth it. 'Cause I ain't never seen a mother fucker Beat perfect. Got my own title And I damn sure heard That ain't nothing I got
they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well
down Burn it down, burn it down, come on, come on Say Alfred! We don't burn the house down, we got 2 go We don't burn it down, we got 2 go What can
gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well, some
