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The color's wrong, call in the intution We get along, just a lookin' out for you Duty on the benefits you've taken, yeah Now get along 'cause I'm lookin' after you, yeah When colors run, man, we call it an intermission If you do me wrong, man, I'm comin' after you Due beyond the bigger fists you've shaken, yeah Get it on 'cause I'm lookin' out for you, yeah Oh man, I'm comin' back for you Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Say Miss, rock, now what do you want? Is Miss right and ready to rock? And Miss, rock, what haven't you got? So yeah You don't say Okay Stop foolin' We stop Stop foolin' We stop We stop Songtexte The color's gone, man, we've shortened the expectations Don't get me wrong, man, I'm lookin' out for you And do you own little calculations, yeah You do me wrong, man, I'm comin' after you, yeah Again, I'm comin' back for you Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Say Miss, rock, now what do you want? Is Miss right and ready to rock? And Miss, rock, tell me, what do you got? So yeah You don't say Okay Stop foolin' We stop Stop foolin' We stop We stop Stop foolin'. Aus Songtexte Mania