Problem Songtext
von Brazilian Girls

Better start crying over my dead body
Life without a ride just don′t feel the same
Come up short you're on the streets of New York City
They hung my friend smiling just an hour ago

I′ve got a problem
What you do last night
I've got a problem
You've got everything

I′ve got a problem
Yes, it′s all in your head
I've got a problem
Yeah you′re gonna be dead


Miniature dog mother mary shrine
You're up in the air
Yeah you′re gonna be fine
Who's behind the wheel, I don′t know
Back of the truck, just go go go

I've got a problem
What you do last night
I've got a problem
You′ve got everything

I′ve got a problem
Yes, it's all in your head
I′ve got a problem
Yeah you're gonna be dead

I′ve got a problem
What you do last night
I've got a problem
You′ve got everything


I've got a problem
Yes, it's all in your head
I′ve got a problem
Yeah you′re gonna be dead
Yeah you're gonna be dead...