Print

An angel, standing right there before my very eyes A vision on the arm of another man, but baby this should come as no surprise And I want to let him know what a pussy he is And I want to let her know that I match what he is But I won't 'Cause I heard him say something and I can't seem to forget and I want him to regret it So I'll you something sister, I'm feeling mighty fine You tell that little faggot call me faggot one more time Where I'm from little darling, opinion ain't a crime You'll see his face tomorrow gonna wish that you were mine Darling, I want you to know that I heard what he said And that's okay I'm pretty cooked but my shit is far from dead Well I saw you last week and you looked real nice Outside the super club, I was behind frothy dice And I know That we only just met but I think this is real and I want you to feel it So tell me something baby, tell me I ain't fine I feel like Marlon Brando circa 1999 Hold on little darling, these feelings make me shine You see me out here dancing bet you wish that you were mine But I know SongtexteYour friends are gonna talk about me, saying I'm the one to blame But that bloke should have kept quiet baby, why'd he go and speak my name? I know I guess I just want you to be with me I want you to say that my hair looks nice and my face has a Beckham-like quality And I know that I blew it and I know it ain't right to be calling men faggots and to be starting fights But I can't stop I'm a dam overflowing and I'm a river run wild and I guess it's about that time I feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel it, feel it I feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel it, feel it I feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel it, feel it I feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel like Marlon Brando, feel it, feel it Aus Songtexte Mania