James Brown - I feel good
Tekst :
Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you
Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you
{ sax, two licks to bridge }
When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can t do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love won t do you no harm
and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you
{ sax, two licks to bridge }
When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can t do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love can t do me no harm
and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you
Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
HEY!!
Inne utwory
Get up i feel like being a sex machine Is it yes or no Sex machine Prisoner of love Think Try me The payback Please, please, please Bewildered Come over here The boss Goodbye my love Out of sight Cold sweat Let a man come in and do the popcorn Living in America Play that funky music white boy Give it up or turn it a loose Losowe utwory
Be still, let your hand melt into mine.
The part of me that breathes when you breath is losing time.
I can t find the words to say I ll never say goodbye.
I ll fly with you through the night so you know I m not...
Kogo widzisz gdy przechodzisz obok mnie
tak bardzo wiedzieć chcę
czy jestem małym dzieckiem , które błądzi wciąż
czy widzisz jeszcze coś
właściwie tak naprawdę teraz myślę , że
sam nie wiesz jak to jest
A jednak chociaż nie znasz mnie
osiągasz wszystko co robię i co czuję
a...
Są takie miejsca których lepiej
jest się bać
są takie twarze których widok
sprawia ból
przez grube mury słychać w nocy
dziecka płacz
naciągasz koc zamykasz oczy
wolisz spać
czy naprawdę nie wiesz że
może być tak źle
czy naprawdę...
I don t wanna see you ever sad and everything that I ve got you can have.
When it s all too much;
you need some human touch to see it s really not so bad.
Did you call on every saint you know,
but still you feel like...
I never saw you arrive
Although you re always around
Making your day
Close to the ground
Around with the pigs
Feeding on what s left behind
Adapt your colours to my mind
Chameleon
Fooling all those who are blind
Chameleon
Adapt your colours
I never saw you leave that day
Fed on what was thrown away
A one eyed king
Leading to be...