Deli poyraz gibi estim yoruldum
Kalmadı takatim aldın götürdün
Bir ehli sohbette çiğdim yoğruldum
Kalmadı mecalim çaldın götürdün
Yolum düştü sarpa dağın başına
Sarıldım belendim gözüm yaşına
Zaten yanar idim aşk ataşına
Yazmadı kitaba sildin götürdün
Yanar misaliyim hasret narıyla
Soğumaz yüreğim suvaz karıyla
Bağladı kemendim zalım toruyla
Katmadı hesaba güldün götürdün
Söz ve müzik: Adem Aslandoğan
Yazar: şarkı sözleri | 1 Haziran 2011 | Kategori: Adem Aslandoğan, Sanatçı A | Yorum Yok »
At the edge of the moon there’s a lonely man
And he blows on his horn as strong as he can
And the girl at the bar wipes the breath of winter away with a smile of her face
And a little black dog barks along with a loon
Is this my appointment or did i come too soon
Got a strange invitation for tea time ’twas given by somebody i can’t recall
It’s the middle of the riddle, it’s not very serious
It’s nothing but a big surprise
And the president’s horse is a rabbit of course that is living in a big boy’s mind
Living in a big boy’s mind
And i skate on a knife on a wire
That is strung from this song to a distant shore and then i say
Intuition is just another phase of chance
While we’re crawling through the old pyramid’s floors
(little pharaohs)
And the little black dog, here it comes again
It’s a true companion in a foreign land
On a quest for the valley of boojums and birthdays and phonecalls i cannot recall
All of man shan’t talk to the one at the helm
And the man at the helm shall talk to no one, shall talk to no one at all
(rule 42)
And a horse is a rabbit of course
(yes, indeed)
Yes, a horse is a rabbit of course
Jeans a a t-shirt, that’s what you prefer
Heineken kinda kinda guy, I do my research
But every time I see you, you’re sipping grey goose
And I see that new Prada shirt, Mister GQ
Who you tryna impress, impress me
Ooh I love it, ooh I love it, so sexy
All dressed up, now undress me
Oh I look so good on ya
You thought I was hot before
Lights, camera press record
Wait til we, wait til we hit the floor
Ooh we so look good
[Chorus:]
I’m your cherry on top, when I met you, you were hot
Now you’re such a superstar
Boy I’m on the A-list, I’ll make you famous.
I’m your cherry on top, make you wanna tie the knot
You know I can make you rock
Yeah I got the magic ’cause I’m the baddest
Lemme, lemme get on top
You like your cars loud, you like ‘em worn out
You say you’d rather watch the game at your boys house
But when you come around me, I hop in your bugati
End up at the club, on the floor where you found me
Who you tryna impress, impress me
Ooh I love it, ooh I love it, so sexy
All dressed up, now undress me
Oh I look so good on ya
You thought I was hot before
Lights, camera press record
Wait til we, wait til we hit the floor
Ooh we so look good
[Chorus]
Lemme, lemme get on top
If you got the cake, I got the icing
Just hop in the plane baby, I’ll do the flying
Push the throttle up, look at how much I scream
Throw me on the top, I’ll make your life so exciting
[Chorus]
Yazar: şarkı sözleri | 1 Haziran 2011 | Kategori: Alesha Dixon, Sanatçı A | Yorum Yok »


