Paroles Desperate de Black 47

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The Brooklyn girls, they make me desperateThe London girls, they make me desperateThe Irish girls, they make me desperateJamaican girls make me desperateDesperate, I'm desperateWhy won't you hold meDesperate, I'm desperateFor the next momentDesperate, I'm desperateI feel so lonelyDesperate, I'm desperateFor the next momentGo to the church but the preacher he just preach at meGo to the club but the women all ignore meWant a relationship, I want to have a familyI schizophrenic, paranoid, tell me what is wrong with meDesperate, I'm desperateWhy won't you hold meDesperate, desperateFor the next momentDesperate, I'm desperateI feel so lonelyDesperate, I'm desperateFor the next momentGo for a job but they don't like the look of meSay, "Grow some hair, this is not 1970."Want Rosie O'Donnell, she think I'm too kinkyShe don't like perverts, why ain't I a yuppyDesperate, I'm desperateWhy won't you hold meDesperate, I'm desperateFor the next momentDesperate, I'm desperateI feel so lonelyDesperate, I'm desperateFor the next momentAll of these things that I sayAre just so many ways that I useTo get through to youI'm just crazy without you andDesperate, I'm desperateWhy won't you hold meDesperate, desperateFor the next momentDesperate, I'm desperateI feel so lonelyDesperate, desperateFor the next momentSo desperate for Freddie's black tromboneOh, you don't know what he does with that tromboneLate at night in the van on the way home from a gigDesperate you make me jump aroundI reach up to the sky and take it off the groundDesperate, you make me dance and singOh come on to me, baby, and do the right thingThe Brooklyn girls make me desperateThe London girls make me desperateThe Irish girls make me desperateJamaican girls make me desperateDesperate

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