of love Take me in your arms and hold me Oh, love me for a minute stay with me tonight Take me in your arms and hold me I'll show you what it's like
Traducción: Cheap Trick. Love Me For A Minute.
Send you back to mommy, it's a plastic And had a bitch out huntin' for a casket I'm on the for realla tilla my nilla I'm a born killer Killer Born
, tryin' a duck 'em, lyin' I love 'em Have with a pie in they're oven Shit, to me, y'all a dime a dozen No time for buzzin', beat it, go find a husband
with the richest reporters Silent nights over the dividers, a 1000 Muslim bibles For the cobbler, Hebrews flee to the hills of Masada For the love of God, guns make a
by the state. Another glorious advance for civilisation. One small step for man. One giant step for mankind. For he so loved the world. He gave us his
and out, all around when a nigga do it You got me high, let me come inside I love it when you get on top, baby, let me ride Who wanna stop me? Am I top
around when a nigga do it You got me high! Let me come inside I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me ride!) Who wanna stop me? Am I
like they (? ) I done spent about a-hundred-fifty grand at least Boy, don't make me smile 'cause I'll blind a bitch Hoes shout when I pass - that's a
m a star. And the audience loves me. And I love the audience and they love me for loving them. And I love them for loving me. And we jus to love each
if you could jump, you know, ballplayer. Share taker lookin' for a caretaker (ta' what?) Ta' lace 'er once a week, take care of that hair an' make-up. Somethin' like a
the richest reporters Silent nights over the dividers A thousand Muslims bow before the Kaaba Hebrews flee to the hills of Masada For the love of God, guns make a
know, ballplayer. Share taker lookin' for a caretaker (ta' what?) Ta' lace 'er once a week, take care of that hair an' make-up. Somethin' like a cash
is a mystery! Science just falls in a hole When it tries to explain the the nature of the soul.? My hostess throws me a glance She, like my wife, knows
say thanks for the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living?
' a duck 'em, lyin' I love 'em Have with a pie in they're oven Shit, to me, ya'll a dime a dozen No time for buzzin', beat it, go find a husband Shit,
when a nigga do it You got me high! Let me come inside! I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me ride!) Who wanna stop me? Am I top notch
it off Send you back to mommy, its a plastic And hadda bitch out huntin for a casket I'm on the for realla tilla my nilla I'm a born killa (CHORUS)(
