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We can go to the tropics
Sip piña coladas
Shorty I could take you there
Or we can go to the slums
Where killas get hung
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya (I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya (I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there

Baby girl I know it's rough but come wit me
We can take a trip to the hood
It's no problem girl it's my city
I could take you there
Little kid wit guns only 15
Roamin' the streets up to no good
When gun shots just watch us, run quickly
I could show you where

As long you're wit me
Baby you'll be alright
I'm known in the ghetto
Girl just stay by my side
Or we can leave the slums go to paradise
Babe it's up to you,
It's whatever you like

We can go to the tropics
Sip piña coladas
Shorty I could take you there
Or we can go to the slums
Where killas get hung
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya (I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya (I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there

Shorty come wit me it's no worry

I know the bad men them where I stay
Police fly pursuit in a hurry
This is no gun play
Don't be scared in the West Indies
It's Jamaica, that's where I'm from
Might see something you're not used to
Welcome to the slums

As long you're wit me
Baby you'll be alright
I'm known in the ghetto
Girl just stay by my side
Or we can leave the slums go to paradise
Babe it's up to you,
It's whatever you like

We can go to the tropics
Sip piña coladas
Shorty I could take you there
Or we can go to the slums
Where killas get hung
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya (I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya (I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there

Oh we (oh we)
Can go (can go)
To a place (to a place)
I know you gon' like (oh oh oh)
The beach (the beach)
The breeze (the breeze)
West Indies, I call it paradise

We can go to the tropics
Sip piña coladas
Shorty I could take you there
Or we can go to the slums
Where killas get hung
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya (I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there
You know I could take ya (I could take ya...)
I could take ya(I could take ya...)
Shorty I could take you there

Kiitos, A. Taas. <3

Got me some tickets! Jaujau!

Don't know how we got this far
So attached now and this gets me
Like a thief you stole my heart
And I fallen in love so unfairly
(Boy I hate that my)
World revolves around you
(And I hate my heart)
Cause it hurts without you

Why, why am I so lost in you?
And I don't even know me anymore
Why, I don't know why I'm so confused
Cause I'm hating that I love you this much boy
Confused
I'm Confused
I'm Confused

You gave me goosebumps, every time
My heart skips a beat when you touch me
I'm so mesmerized
Who told you, you could be mine?
I'm mad at you for this nice surprise
(Boy I hate that my)
World revolves around you
(And I hate my heart)
Cause it hurts without you

Why, why am I so lost in you?
And I don't even know me anymore
Why, I don't know why I'm so confused
Cause I'm hating that I love you this much boy
You see I love you,
Then I hate you,
And I hate to, cause I love you
And I need you, then I don't need you
I don't know just what to do

I think I hate you, yes I hate you
Wait, I love you, I love you
I'm really so confused,
I love you, yes I do

Why, why am I so lost in you?
And I don't even know me anymore
Why, I don't know why I'm so confused
Cause I'm hating that I love you this much boy

Why, why am I so lost in you?
And I don't even know me anymore
Why, I don't know why I'm so confused
Cause I'm hating that I love you this much boy

Why, why am I so lost in you?
And I don't even know me anymore
Why, I don't know why I'm so confused
Cause I'm hating that I love you this much boy
(Confused)
(I'm confused)
(I'm confused)

(Confused)
(I'm confused)
(I'm confused)

(Confused)
(I'm confused)
(I'm confused)

Voi että mä sitten tykkään Mun Pojista!
A & K, kiitos, että ootte osa mun elämääni. <3

Menossa kolmas päivä ilman tupakkia. Tiukkaa tekee, mutta en perkele soikoon anna periksi. Kyllä tää tästä helpottaa.

Onneks näitä vapaita perjantai-iltoja on vain kerran neljään vuoteen. Ei sovi mulle sitten yhtään. Tuloksena erinäistä känniääliöilyä ja kadonnut pankkikortti. Jes. Hyvin mä vedän.

Huom! Kello on 07.17 ja mä olen hereillä! Ja jopa niin, että olen nukkunutkin tähän alle. Monta tuntia! Ja hyvin!

Ihan hyväkin juttu, koska tällä viikolla pitäis muuttaa vähän päivärytmiä.

Fiilis on niiiiin jees.
Ei mulla muuta.

edit: No oli sittenkin. Fiilis on jees vaiks Jaguaarit häviskin yhdellä maalilla. 35-42 oli lopputulos.

Tänään eräs herrasmiesasiakas lateli sellaisia törkeyksiä, että oksat pois.

"Hei anteeks, neiti! Sä näytät ihan Paris Hiltonilta!"

On minua moneksi haukuttu, mutta tuo vetää jo pohjat. Hyi.

Oli kivaa töissä, vielä kivempi fiilis tuli erään ihmisen tuomana. Oli kivaa töiden jälkeen. Oli kivaa tulla kotiin, kun pojat oli olleet kunnolla ja Baal oli vihdoin ja viimein SYÖNYT! On kivaa, että huomenna on vapaapäivä ja vielä kivempaa, että jollain muullakin on.
On kivaa, että on kivaa.