Tekst :

La noche se apiada de mis nervios
De mis nervios...
Alguien entiende lo que digo?
Mis miedos... mis miedos
Mis nervios... mis nervios

The stars are getting in and out of automobiles
And we keep wondering when we re gonna feel something real
Keep waiting for a Santa that will never come
A real party not just people who re faking fun
But everything gets erased before it s even said
And all...

Listen
Darling, you send me
Darling, you send me
Darling, you send me
Honest, you do
Honest, you do
Honest, you do

See, at first I thought it was infatuation
But whoa, it done lasted so long
And now I find myself wanting
To marry you and take you...

Ice-T, nigga
Representin
Strictly Westside, nigga
South Central in the muthafuckin hiddouse
Check the technique, nigga
Representin for my real niggas out there
Fuck all you buster-ass niggas
Word

[ VERSE 1 ]
Saturday night in L.A., time to play...

She was My Heart, my soul, my girl, my life
I want that shit, I ll make that sacrifice.
you know I know, you know What s on my mind
I like the sex but where just wastin time
no replay s, like Shifty please...

Now let me state it for the record
I m jaded but when you looked at me
I couldn t escape it
I really hate it when I m out of control
But baby after the show
My mind just wouldn t let go