comes in Right on time I can feel the passion Of your love love love Your warm and tender body I just can't get enough I can feel the passion Of your
Překlad: Steel Pulse. Pocit, že vášeň.
With a book and a pen in my hand Surrounded by confusion When she passed by my desk I'm like a nervous wreck Lapsing concentration You don't know how I feel
time And got me wanderin who invented motherfuckin crime Goin in a tantrum lyrical fits Spread like cancer on tracks that hit Feel the pulse in the
doin time And got me wanderin who invented motherfuckin crime Goin in a tantrum lyrical fits Spread like cancer on tracks that hit Feel the pulse
