Lletres:
Santana Trip

Verse I: Alam mo ang ganda mo pala pag tumawa ang yong mata hinahabol kong bawat mong tingin ngunit itoy di mo napapansin wala akong maipagmamayaban porma

the North Pole And he's already got so many places to go We've got each other, don't need another gift Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip Santa

i see what you mean, i now see the truth and i'm starting to think that you miss me too it comes from a place, a place a can't find you turned your back

Traducció: A Tribe Called Quest. Els mètodes de la salut mental Droppin '.

Traducció: Skunk Anansie. Es necessita sang i els budells a ser aquest fred, però jo sóc de Sant.

Santa the trip Naked naughty, and save Santa the trip Nasty naughty, and save Santa the trip Bad bad bad bad bad naughty, and save Santa the trip Bad bad bad naughty, and Santa

HELP! When I try to simplify the mess I see in front of me I wonder why I even try and wallow in futility it makes me feel so hopeless yeah, it makes

forgot an appointment with your P.O. they went to your house, but you were not home they searched, in the fridge found your roommate?s beer arrested,

I know nothing and And I hear nothing And I say nothing Because I feel nothing I feel conditioned by your ignorance To what you say and do And you don