The Ritchie Family Big Spender歌词

Para bailar La Bamba Para bailar La Bamba Se necessita una poca de gracia Una poca de gracia Para mi, para ti, ay arriba, ay arriba Ay, arriba arriba Por ti sere, por ti sere, por ti sere Yo no soy marinero Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan Soy capitan

Good lookin', so refined Say wouldn't you like to know whats going on in my mind? So let me get right to the point I don't pop my cork for every guy I see Hey Big Spender Spend, a little time with me This here is Givenchy, 900 dollar jeans homie All

[ti:Big Spender] [ar:张惠妹] [al:旅程] [00:00.87]Big Spender [00:02.65]张惠妹 [02:07.15][01:03.25][00:06.38]The minute you walked in the joint [02:10.56][01:06.30][00:10.53]I could see you were a man of distinction [02:14.10][01:10.21][00:14.31]A real big sp

Hate me when I'm gone; I'll make it worth your while when I'm successful but when i'm here I need your kindness cause the climb is always stressful Clumsily gassed myself by thinking I'll be better off alone I'll leave my peace in pieces all around t

The minute you walked in the joint, I could see you were a man of distinction, A real big spender, Good looking, so refined. Say, wouldn't you like to know What's going on in my mind? So, let me get right to the point, I don't pop my cork for ev'ry g

The minute you walked in the joint I could see you were a man of distinction, a real big spender Good lookin', so refined Say, wouldn't you like to know what's goin' on in my mind? So let me get right to the point I don't pop my cork for every man I

Aah, aah, aah, aah, generation Aah, aah, aah, aah, generation American generation, American generation Founded on the beat, there's disco in the street We boogie as we go to funky radio Finding summer fun That's rooted in the drum Let everybody come,

(Henri Belolo/Jacques Morali/V. Willis) You got a bad reputation Oooh ooh Ooh, ooh, bad reputation Oooh ooh You got a bad reputation Oooh ooh Ooh, ooh, bad reputation You got a bad reputation Oooh ooh Oooh ooh You got a bad reputation all around the

Ooh, Donna, ooh, Donna Ooh, Donna, ooh, Donna I had a girl, Donna was her name Since she left me I've never been the same 'Cause I love my girl, Donna Where can you be? Where can you be? Now that you're gone I'm left all alone All by myself, to wande