- tightrope (ice cold mix) 歌詞 John Powell
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- John Powell
- Whoaaa
Another day
I take your pain away
Some people talk about ya
Like they know all about ya
When you get down they doubt ya
And when you tippin on the scene
Yeah they talkin bout it
Cause they cant tip all on the scene with ya
Talk about it
T-t-t-talk bout it
When you get elevated,
They love it or they hate it
You dance up on them haters
Keep getting funky on the scene
While they jumpin round ya
They trying to take all your dreams
But you cant allow it
Cause baby whether youre high or low
Whether youre high or low
You gotta tip on the tightrope
T-t-t-tip on the tightrope
Whether youre high or low
Baby whether youre high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope
Now let me see you do the tightrope
And Im still tippin on it
See Im not walkin on it
Or tryin to run around it
This aint no acrobatics
You either follow or you lead, yeah
Im talkin bout you,
Ill keep on blaming the machine, yeah
Im talkin bout it,
T-t-t-talkin bout it
I cant complain about it
I gotta keep my balance
And just keep dancin on it
We gettin funky on the scene
Yeah you know about it
Like a star on the screen
Watch me tip all on it
Then baby whether Im high or low
Baby whether youre high or low
You gotta tip on the tightrope
Yeah, tip on the tightrope
Baby, baby, baby
Whether youre high or low
Baby whether youre high or low
Tip on the tightrope
Baby let me see you tight rope
And Im still tippin on it
You gotta keep your balance or you fall into the gap
Its a challenge but I manage cause Im cautious with the strap
Do damage to your cabbage that a doctor cannot patch
See bot you dont want no friction like the back of a mathbook
Daddy Fat Stacks will fold you and your MacBook
Close shows, shut you down before we gon go backwards
Act up, and whether we high or low we gonna get back-up
Like the Dow Jones and Nasdaq
Sorta like a thong in an ass crack
Come on
I tip on alligators and little rattle snakers
But Im another flavor
Something like a terminator
Aint no equivocating
I fight for what I believe
Why you talkin bout it
S-s-shes talkin bout it
Some callin me a sinner
Some callin me a winner
Im callin you to dinner
And you know exactly what I mean
Yeah Im talkin bout you
You can rock or you can leave
Watch me tip without you
N-N-Now whether Im high or low
Whether Im high or low
Im gonna tip on the tightrope
Baby, baby, baby
Whether Im high or low
High or low
I got to tip on the tightrope
Now baby tip on the tightrope
You cant get too high
I said you cant get too low
Cause you get too high
No youll surely be low
1, 2, 3, Ho!
Yeah, yeah
Now shut up, yeah
Yeah, now put some voodoo on it
Ladies and gentlemen the funkiest horn section in Metropolis
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
OH!
We call that classy brass
Do you mind?
If I play the ukulele
Just like a little lady
Do you mind?
If I play the ukulele
Just like a little lady
As I play the ukulele
If I play my ukulele
Just like a little lady
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