Текст песни Liz Phair - Baby Got Going
Liz Phair - Baby Got Going слова песни
Baby got goin` on a southern train, you knowFired up the pistons driving belowAnd the whole vibration, seat upholsterySilky underwear, oh conductor, let`s roll, roll, roll, rollLet`s roll, roll, roll, roll, roll...!Baby got goin` but I can`t complain, you knowIt knocks me out when she acts so strange, it`s like aBig Mac truck cut across three lanes in my soul, conductorLet`s throw some metal down, roll, roll, roll, rollSqueeze her knees underneath a book, you knowA real good shakin` is all it took`Cause my baby`s hooked on me, and as you can seeI`m wild about her!She got goin` but I can`t complain, you knowIt knocks me out when she acts so strange, it`s like aBig Mac truck cut across three lanes in my soul, conductor, let`s roll...Let`s roll, roll, roll, roll, roll...!Let`s rollShe gets mad when it goes too slow, so I`m beggin` you manKeep a shovelin` that coal and let`s roll!Let`s roll, roll, roll, roll, roll...Dinah, blow your horn!