Текст Bobby Brown – On Our Own
Текст:
If want something done, gotta do it yourself
Yeah, I think this is gonna be another one of those funky ones
Heart & soul, da da dance
If I was you, and you were me, you’d wanna be winnin’
‘Cause I believe so much in we and no we’re not kiddin’
If you feel the same as me, yo, you gotta want to take the ball
Now I found out that nothin’ is given
Don’t know where the cards may fall
All I know is that we’ve gotta get it
We’ve gotta make it on our own
Well I guess we’re gonna have to take control
(All on our own)
If it’s up to us, we’ve got to take it home
(All on our own)
Now can’t you see that all we need to be a go getter
Gotta make your own decisions, you gotta go for what you know
It comes a time in our lives, you wanna be bigger
Gotta keep keep on pushing, you gotta learn to take control, yeah
Now I found out that nothin’ is given
Don’t know where the cards may fall
All I know is that we’ve gotta get it
We’ve gotta make it on our own
Well I guess we’re gonna have to take control
(All on our own)
If it’s up to us, we’ve got to take it home
(All on our own)
Gotta, gotta, take it home, gotta, gotta, gotta take it home
Heart & soul, da da dance
Too hot to handle, too cold to hold
Had ’em throwin’ a party for a bunch of children
While all of the while the slime was under the building
So they packed up their group, got a grip, came equipped
Grabbed they Proton packs off their back and they split
Found about Vigo, the master of evil
Try to battle my boys? That’s not legal
(Oh-we-oh)
They’re in control
(Oh-we-oh)
Ya ya ya know it
(All on our own)
I said, they’re in control
(Oh-we-oh)
Ya ya ya know it
(Oh-we-oh)
Ya ya ya know it
(All on our own)
Well I guess we’re gonna have to take control
(All on our own)
We got, we got, we got
We got, we got, we got
If it’s up to us, we’ve got to take it home
(All on our own)
Too hot to handle, too cold to hold
They’re the Ghost busters and they’re in control
Well I guess we’re gonna have to take control
(All on our own)
Gotta, gotta, take it home
Gotta, gotta take it home
If it’s up to us, we’ve got to take it home
(All on our own)
Gotta, gotta, take it home
Gotta, gotta, gotta take it home
Too hot to handle, too cold to hold
They’re called the Ghost busters and they’re in control
Had ’em throwin’ a party for a bunch of children
While all of the while the slime was under the building
So they packed up their group, got a grip, came equipped
Grabbed they Proton packs off their back and they split
Found about Vigo, the master of evil
Try to battle my boys? That’s not legal