Текст, перевод и аккорды “Jumpin' The Gun”
- Heaven blesses those who wait, patience is a virtue, son Keep your toe on the line, keep your foot on the brake No sense jumpin the gun But girl Im tired of waitin, you know lifes too short Lemme kiss ya til the night is done Aint no doubt about it, youre my favourite sport, God I wanna jump the gun Chorus: Feel like jumpin the gun, tonight Im gonna jump the gun No crime in havin some fun, how about jumpin the gun (chorus) Now they say it doesnt matter if ya win or lose Only matters how ya play the game Well, but let me tell ya baby, if I had to choose Gotta win ya now or go insane (chorus) Willya hold me like a trophy, willya burn up the track Willya love me when the titles won Blow away the competition baby, never look back, honey willya jump the gun Girl:< Gonna hold ya like a trophy, gonna burn up the track Gonna love ya when the titles won Theyll be eatin up the dust baby, never look back Tonight Im gonna jump Better get ready, better get set girl - this time were jumpin the gun Ya think were goin too fast, aint seen nothin yet girl This time were jumpin the gun Ready take your mark, ooh I just cant wait - this time were jumpin the gun Ya gotta break a couple rules if ya wanna break the tape This time were jumpin the gun (chorus repeats out)
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