ترانه:
All Saints Get Down

us rocking Gonna get get down Move your body down Gonna get, gonna get, gonna get down! Gonna get get down Move your body round Gonna get, gonna get, gonna get down

I?ll get through it and you won't even realize Falling through your own disguise It's like over and over You're pushing me right down to the floor I

little troubling She thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things but Sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know Or pushing people down to get

im a go getta yeahhhhhhhh, im gone get it, im im gone get it, im im gone get it yeahhhhhh, cuz im a go ima go ima go getta, victory consistently train all

best Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it winds from Chicago to L.A. More than two thousand miles all the way Get your kicks on Route 66 Well it goes through Saint

on the grind when it all collapse And if it's my worst bar then I'm a take it right back nigga When the saint on the ground with his nine on line With

Come on out and catch the show There'll be saints and sinners You'll see losers and winners All kinds of people you might want to know Once you get

'm in the power of Saint Lazarus And he holds me in his sight I know that these jitterbug days I'm livin' Well, they won't last for all of us But they

the 1st of tha month To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month To get up, get up, get