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hard way to go And there ain't no way To stop Every time you play the red The black is coming up She's my Black Market baby She's my Black Market baby
Traducció: Waits, Tom. Mercat negre de bebè.
a hard way to go And there ain't no way To stop Every time you play the red The black is coming up She's my Black Market baby She's my Black Market baby
like Mary J. Honeys at the bar sippin' Alaze Cru and Lox is your hair remain, I know you brailin' me, baby Yogi's in the lead, you're trailin' me, baby
them gold thangs underneath the skirts But the law ain't been broken Wait, I see 3 white cops and one token Oh, so that explains it, no doubt Uncle Tom
