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    Jason Mraz

    Dream Life Of Rand Mcnally

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    Добавлена 6 апреля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Jason: lemme tell ya somethin..
    Who is he? Mr. Rand McNally
    Who-o-o-o is he?
    Well I had a dream that mystery was me, now
    Who-o-o else could I be?
    Cause I dreamed I went to England
    and met the Spice Girls there for tea
    They'd lost one more, they're down from four to my favorite number three
    But they're still quite spicy, as the orange flavor
    And oh so nice to do me the favor and lick my icing under the table now
    But I gotta leave town Mr. Nally
    Just as Scary Spice was about to go down on me
    But don't ask how Mr. Nally, give it the towel, Mr. Nally
    And run a-ru ru run a-ru ru run run run
    I dreamed I went to Singapore, got bored and robbed a liquor store
    What for? nobody knows, I only took a couple of Marlboros
    Oh that was all they needed
    and the criminal was soon defeated
    And now in jail I'm waiting for my punishment of caining
    But I gotta think fast, Mr. Nally, watch your ass
    Ooooh, say wake up and laugh, Mr. Nally
    And run a-ru ru run a-ru ru run run run away
    A-run a-ru ru run a-ru ru run run run RUN
    A better Mr. Run, a betta Mr. Ran, a betta Mr. Mac, Mr. Nally
    Mr. Run, a betta Mr. Ran and run and run away, ok
    A betta Mr. Run, a betta Mr. Ran, a betta Mr. Mac, Mr. Nally
    And run a-ru ru run a-ru ru run, run run
    Had a chance to visit the North Pole
    but it was way to cold to smoke
    My nose was freezin, i sure could use some coughin and wheezin
    So, i tried it anyway, and the place went up in flames
    How was i supposed to know you could catch fire to the snow?
    Oh Lord, way to go Mr. Nally, way to go oooh
    Now you're meltin the poles, Mr. Nally
    A run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run away
    A run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run
    I jumped ship in NYC, then i headed south to Washington D.C.
    Didn't think I'd go there, but played some shows there, fancy lucky me
    And it is really slow there with our new president on tv
    Too many politicians and liberal christians, they're all set out for me
    Oh my, cast your vote, Mr. Nally, castrate your vote
    Ooh, say no you don't, Mr. Nally
    A-run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run away
    A-run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run
    I thumbed a ride across the prairie
    I got hitched in Vegas, yep, I got married
    To a lady who loved, she thought it'd be funny to gamble all my money
    And i got stranded without my clothes
    A little bit fear and loathing heart attack
    I got chased by the rat pack once in a flashback, singin Viva Las Vegas
    Singin Viva Las Vegas
    Singin (scatting) Viva Las Vegas
    Oh my, I said, Viva Las Vegas
    I, I (scatting)
    I bet a Mr. Run-up, I bet a Mr. Ran-up
    I bet a Mr. Run, said-a said-a Mr. You're the man
    I bet a Mr. Run-up, I bet a Mr. Man-a, I bet a Mr. Run
    did i miss? did i miss? did i miss? did i miss? did i mister man
    I said a-miss did i miss? did i miss? did i miss? did i miss? did i mister man
    I said a mister mister mister mister mister mister mister mister man
    i bet a Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr.
    a-mr. mr. mr. mr. i said-a mr. mr. mr. man
    And a-run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run run run, how
    A-do run a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, a-do run run, run run run
    (scatting)
    Jason:Oh won't you take a little something for me T. T.
    Oh won't you uh uh, uh uh uh, sweet sweet sweet sweet,
    play a solo for me!
    (guitar and djembe solo)
    Jason: No for you I'm sayin
    (guitar and djembe)
    Jason:That's not a solo, c'mon gimme somethin
    (guitar and djembe)
    Jason: He hates this
    T.T. : It scares me
    (guitar and djembe)
    A-run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run
    A-run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run
    A-run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run on down the road
    A-run, a-ru ru run, a-ru ru run, run run
    Cause I, I saw fireworks from the freeway
    And behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away
    Cause you were born on the 4th of July, a-freedom ring
    Well somethin on the surface well it,
    Well somethin on the surface, well it kinda makes me nervous
    Who say that you deserve this?
    And what kind of God would serve this?
    Who will serve this dirty old disease?
    I said-a you gots the poison, I gots the remedy
    I said, I said the remedy
    I got, I gots the poison poison
    I got the remedy
    I gots the poison
    I got the remedy
    Who's this that's got the poison?
    I got the remedy
    I said-a poison poison
    lookin for a mellow fellow, like to roll
    gettin paid, lay, so better lay low
    schemin on hot water in the cold show
    said-a low-co hoe, She'll be cut like an afro
    said whatcha sayin hun?
    she's a winner to you, but i know she's a loser
    how do you know? me and the crew used to do her
    I got the poison!
    Remedy, remedy
    I got the poison
    I got the poison, poison, poison (remedy, remedy, remedy, remedy)
    Remedy
    p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p poison
    P-p-p-p-p-p poison, poison, poison, poison, poison
    I got the remedy, remedy, remedy
    poison, poison, poison
    p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p poison poison poison poison
    p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p poison poison poison poison
    p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p poison poison
    (scatting)
    I bet-a Mr. Run, I bet-a Mr. Ran, I bet-a Mr. Mac, Mr. Nally
    Mr. Run, I bet-a Mr. Ran, i said you got the knack for the rally
    A-run, a-ru-ru run, a-ru-ru run, run run away
    A-run a-ru-ru run, a-ru-ru run, run run
    I setteled down in San Diego, and smoked a joint with Java Joe
    And with a grin, he took me...I spilled coffee on my chin
    And I played my show there, I met my b*tches and hoes there
    And with my hoily-ho, they kindly let me shake my tail there
    But one more thing before we go
    There's never been any place quite like this home
    For one in a lifetime, maybe, I'd be foolish not to stay
    Ooooh! I gotta get away, Mr. Nally
    Runnin to play, ooooh, say, what can i say, Mr. Nally?
    A-run, a-ru-ru run, a-ru-ru run, run run away
    A-run a-ru-ru run, a-ru-ru run, run run
    I say-say-ah
    C'est C'est C'est laaa la la la vie (scatting)
    C'est C'est C'est la lalalala vie (scatting)
    Oh C'est la vie
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