And when we're together we still feel alone There is no love and there is no hate No reason to hurry home There is nothing to look forward to No reason to hurry home
we still feel alone There is no love and there is no hate no reason to hurry home There is nothing to look forward to no reason to hurry home
questions And when we're together we still feel alone There is no love and there is no hate no reason to hurry home There is nothing to look forward to no reason to hurry home
Vertimas: Parton, Dolly. Jokios priežasties skubėti Pradžia.
Vertimas: Furman, Porter. Jokios priežasties skubėti Pradžia.
be too versatile Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you Focus on
if I'm alright I'm okay, babe, how you?", I'm alright Just that the baby's kicking, I want some Popeye chicken And my back kinda hurt from the way I was sitting Hurry home
see if I'm alright I'm okay, babe, how you?", I'm alright Just that the baby's kicking, I want some Popeye chicken And my back kinda hurt from the way I was sitting Hurry home
thought I was gone I'm sipping shots of syrup straight to the dome I'm all up in your home, you all alone Twilight zone, ET phone home Don't pick up the
em up, Spit em out, on the floor, Let em know, hit the fool, Hit em high, hit em low, Hit em good, here we go. Hold em down, hurry up, Dot his eye, split
dem jewels flash that chrome It's all good you can come back home If you want Ayo, I just want this paper to be straight I just want this cake to hurry
Darling, a know, you give a man a reason for living Not to mention, you take my picture Now baby, but I give it to you because I love you Ya know 'cuz
I don't need a reason baby, I don't have to worry. I keep a tight grip on myself, I ain't in no kind of hurry. You don't get it, no. You don't get it
Debbie stays home with the baby while I work my hands to the bone Yeah I make a living they do the giving in a house we've been calling home Just a house
end I'm a schemer Give her time she'll be on the phone She's never gonna make it alone Better leave the door on the latch She'll soon be hurrying home
Mama got to worrying 'Cause her boy left home home in a hurry again Her photograph was fading She keeps a box in a closet for the maid That is where
for love, for love A card to say I love you so For no special reason, just to let you know And maybe I can find a little band of gold I'm comin' home