I hear 'em talk in the dead of the night (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You're always there at the scene of the crime (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But it feels like a lie when I look in your eye
They say it's talk, baby, I see the bright side (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
So who's gonna love you if it ain't me, baby?
Who's gonna touch you if it ain't me, baby?
I hear your rumor, rumor, rumors
Rumor, rumor, ru— (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rumor, rumor, rumors
But I keep running, running into your room
Rumor, rumor, rumors
Rumor, rumor, ru— (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rumor, rumor, rumors
But I keep running, running into your room
Let 'em talk, let 'em all speculate, oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Let's get outta here, it's getting late
It's getting late (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They'll be jealous for sure when they see that I'm yours
I like the wild side, I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
So who's gonna love you if it ain't me, baby?
Who's gonna touch you if it ain't me, baby?
I hear your rumor, rumor, rumors
Rumor, rumor, ru— (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rumor, rumor, rumors
But I keep running, running into your room
Rumor, rumor, rumors
Rumor, rumor, ru— (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rumor, rumor, rumors
But I keep running, running into your room
So who's gonna love you if it ain't me, baby?
Who's gonna touch you if it ain't me, baby?
I hear your rumor, rumor, rumors
Rumor, rumor, ru— (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rumor, rumor, rumors
But I keep running, running into your room
Rumor, rumor, rumors
Rumor, rumor, ru— (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rumor, rumor, rumors
But I keep running, running into your room
Oh (Ooh, ooh-ooh) Rumor
(Ooh, ooh-ooh)
I hear your rumor, rumor, rumors
(Ooh, ooh-ooh) Rumor
(Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rumor, rumor, rumors
Aš sau galvoju: hm, reikės kažkada man šį mėnesį The Reticent įkelt į music'ą. Paminėjau vakar vakare komentare grupę, šiandien ryte žiūriu, jau yra. Dėkui Alvydai, esat greitis!
Kita vertus, pono retorika prie tam tikrų dainų kaip "Kokie 90% dainos š", "Kažkoks židišks mīžals" ir "Š...klasika...vempt norisi" yra tiesiog nemaloni ir nepagarbi. Kritika - ok, nepagrįstas varymas riebiais žodžiais jau ne ok.
O viešpatie, kokia tragedija, žmogus 9 kartą per TRYLIKĄ METŲ pasiūlė tą pačią dainą. Aš suprantu, kai per trumpą laiką ten tą pačią dainą kiša ir kiša, nervuot gali pradėt, bet čia tai labai normalu. Aš pats greičiausiai taip elgiuos.