They tried to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no.
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know.
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks im fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
I wont go, go, go.
I’d rather be at home with ray
I ain’t got 70 days
Cos there’s nothing, nothing you can teach me
That I can’t learn, from yester halfaway
Didn’t get a lot in class
But I know it don’t come in a shot glass
They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know.
I aint got the time,
And if my Daddy thinks im fine,
He’s tried to make me go to rehab,
I wont go, go, go.
The man said, why you think you here?
I said, I got no idea
Im gonna, im gonna loose my baby
So I always keep a bottle near
Said, I just think you’re depressed
Kiss me, yeah baby
And the rest
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I’m tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know
I don’t ever wanna drink again
I just, ooo, I just need a friend
Im not gonna spend 10 weeks
Have everyone think im on the mend
It’s not just my pride
It’s just til these tears have dried
They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back,
You wont know, know, know
I aint got the time,
And if my daddy thinks im fine
He’s trying to make me go to rehab
I wont go, go, go.
I said no, no, no.
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know.
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks im fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
I wont go, go, go.
I’d rather be at home with ray
I ain’t got 70 days
Cos there’s nothing, nothing you can teach me
That I can’t learn, from yester halfaway
Didn’t get a lot in class
But I know it don’t come in a shot glass
They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know.
I aint got the time,
And if my Daddy thinks im fine,
He’s tried to make me go to rehab,
I wont go, go, go.
The man said, why you think you here?
I said, I got no idea
Im gonna, im gonna loose my baby
So I always keep a bottle near
Said, I just think you’re depressed
Kiss me, yeah baby
And the rest
[these lyrics are found on http://www.songlyrics.com]
I’m tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know
I don’t ever wanna drink again
I just, ooo, I just need a friend
Im not gonna spend 10 weeks
Have everyone think im on the mend
It’s not just my pride
It’s just til these tears have dried
They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back,
You wont know, know, know
I aint got the time,
And if my daddy thinks im fine
He’s trying to make me go to rehab
I wont go, go, go.
3 comentarios:
¿Pero quién dijo que el tema no era bueno?
"They’re tryin to make me go to rehab"
Sustitúyase "rehab" por otra actividad, ¿autobiográfico?
"I said no, no, no"... la triada ritual de noes para ganar una conversación... como anillo al dedo a Sometimes Inviting Eyes.
Nota: La cantante se me parece a Roma Maffia, Liz Cruz en la serie de cirujanos Nip/Tuck. Y esta actriz cumple "22 años" esta semana ("¿casualidad o causalidad, Lisa?", que diría Homero Simpson), sí, precisamente 22 años.
Pues creo que fuiste tú mismamente quien osó criticar este tema con absoluto desprecio hacia la vida de los demás (jaja). Lo de Lisa no es ni casualidad ni causalidad... SERENDIPIA que diría el Chalao del Milenio
Gracias por tus conesjos, preciosa.
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