Текст песни Red Hot Chili Peppers - If You Have To Ask
Red Hot Chili Peppers - If You Have To Ask слова песни
A wanna be gangster
Thinkin` he`s a wise guy
Rob another bank
He`s a sock `em in the eye guy
Tank head
Mr. Bonnie and Clyde guy
Look him in the eye
He`s not my kinda guy
Never be
Confusion proof
Pudding`s sweet
But too aloof
Orange eye girl
With a backslide dew said
Yo homie
Who you talkin` to
A backed up paddywagon
Mackin` on a cat`s ass
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom`s face
And a little lust
To the fucky ass flea bass
Most in the race
Just lose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of space
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come get some
If you have to ask
You`ll never know (chorus)
Funky motherfuckers
Will not be told to go
Don`t ask me why
I`m flyin` so high
Mr. Bubble meets superfly
In my third eye
Searchin` for a soul bride
She`s my freakette
Soak it up inside
Deeper than a secret
Much more
Than meets the eye
To the funk
I fall into my new ride
My hand my hand
Magic on the one
Is a medicine man
Thinkin` of a few
Taboos that I ought to kill
Dancin` on their face
Like a stage on vaudeville
I feel so good
Can`t be understood
Booty of a hoodlum
Rockin` my red hood
(chorus)