Teksty:
David Cook Light On

I?m leaving (Chorus) Try to leave a light on when I?m gone Something I rely on to get home One I can feel at night A naked light, a fire to keep me

know I?m leaving (Chorus) Try to leave a light on when I?m gone Something I rely on to get home One I can feel at night A naked light, a fire to keep

P If they could kill me, believe me, they would That's why I set it off, and I get 'em real good When them street, lights, come on nigga You best, have, your gun on

Christmas lights Cousin David knew just what went wrong So we all waited out on our front lawn He threw a breaker and the lights came on And we sang

feel in the evening air all the words I want to say. But I can tell as you turn to leave that they wouldn't make you stay.. Overhead the lights come on

re on fire Thats how ya know you're on a roll Cause when you hot it's like your burnin' up everyone elses cold You're on fire Man im so fuckin sick I

give him a cookie on the side Get high if you with though Yea My 4's are 54's You can't see me on your tippie toes I'm shinin' dinin' lighter than a hippie

[Verse 1:] Few bullets hit the floor while flying through the air Billie Jean light up concrete, some die there Military weapons against stones, not

re on fire Thats how ya know you're on a roll Cause when you hot it's like your burnin' up everyone elses cold You're on fire Man im so fuckin sick I