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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Jamiroquai - High TimesWritten by Jay Kay, Toby Smith, Stuart Zender and Derrick McKenzie You dont need your name in bright lights Youre a rock star And some thin foil with a glass pipe Is your guitar, now yes it is Little Angela suffers delusions From these high times Shes been cleaning up, Since she was fourteen On the main line And her hunky funky junky, Of a boyfriend Got her on late nights With her skirt tight Woah shes a wild thing, letting it all swing God bless our high times Dont you know that last night Turned to daylight And a minute became a day Last night All my troubles Well they seemed so, so far away Searching my reflection For a glimpse of, an other me Ive got to get away from these high times All these high high times Cause these hight times are killing me Now high times go on and on and on High Times rock your mind yeah This twisted crystal kingdom Where you live your nine lives And your head spins With purple cyclones made of dexadrine And when the phone rings You think bad things Well these are high high High high times yeah In any backstreet when you take a hot seat Make sure you check your flight times Oh now mama Dont you know that last night Turned to daylight And a minute became a day Last night All my troubles Well they seemed so, so far away Searching my reflection For a glimpse of, an other me Ive got to get away from these high times All these high high times Cause these hight times are killing me Now drop it this time Paranoia will destroy ya Paranoia will destroy ya Paranoia will destroy ya Paranoia Paranoia Dont you know that last night Turned to daylight And a minute became a day Last night All my troubles Well they seemed so, so far away Searching my reflection For a glimpse of, an other me Ive got to get away from these high times All these high high times Cause these hight times are killing me La la la la la High Times (oh yeah) Were living in high high high times yeah |
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