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[Chorus:] Fly me to the moon Let me play amongst the stars Let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars In other words, please be true In other words, I love you Yes, Soon I'll be shooting the stars like a dude in the car who refuses to ask Everybody dance now, start moving your arse I'll make my mark over mars but I'm not dutch, beneath the stars I'm key but I'm not hutch I'm cool, yeah I'm with it, sitting on the clouds you'd be more than with it I'm Wicked, been on the ground since brith, But that's not my philosophy People say I'm down to earth but, well, that's the last place I'd wanna be I want wings, I want jet packs Gravitys abit of a set-back Eff-that fly away like gravits [?] Hit the bass, hit the plantes [Chorus:] Fly me to the moon Let me play amongst the stars Let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars In other words, please be true In other words, I love you Songtexte Yes, Let's get down to buisness Don't other rappers get bored of shou-ting I'll use my nozzle now I'm get booked on moron mountain? I'm setting the pace man, man waste man I'm an original wilde make fans Budge up the bake brown geeze, [?] Now I chill with stars, like space jam And my names is Jordan, but my claimed to fame ain't ballin' While I'll raise my tapes and recording Step on the stage and play starts calling Rizzle, kicks, rizzle, kicks Yeah we get ourselves anomical reception So Rizzle, Kicks, sikk? ermm, rhetorical question [Chorus:] Fly me to the moon Let me play amongst the stars Let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars In other words, please be true In other words, I love you Aus Songtexte Mania