'd be your alibi You could get in my heart And we could take a ride We could go all the way Or just to paradise No problem No problem No problem No problem
Překlad: Robert Palmer. No Problem.
You yelled "hey" When your car wouldn't start Got real nervous, started to eat your heart out You're so fat, your shoes don't fit on your feet You got
Překlad: Robert Palmer. Potíže.
