Correction Lyrics How Does Time Flies by Bob Marley & The Wailers

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Rude, I ain't trying to be rude, but I heard you like to get nasty
With all that a**, girl, can’t help stare when you pa** me
So let's get on, we gonna go sip and pa** that bottle
Bottom's up, bottom’s up, girl, I hope you like to swallow on!

Hey, pretty baby, I know what's on your mind
So just take my hand, pretty lady
And let me take you for a ride, oh
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright
Cause I know just what to do, uh, uh
I'm gonna give it to you, to you, to you
So tell me, girl!

You want a blue or the red pill, girl
Come into my world
Girl, my love's like the Matrix!
You ain't really gotta be my girl
I just need what I make of you
So come on, girl!

Rude, I ain't trying to bе rude, but I heard you like to gеt nasty
With all that a**, girl, can’t help stare when you pa** me
So let’s get on, we gonna go sip and pa** that bottle
Bottom's up, bottom’s up, girl, I hope you like to swallow on! (How time does flies)

Hey, pretty babe, when make love to you, babe
Just hold still while I'm kissing on your… babe
Better had you coming back
But for now… it's gonna be a ride
Cause I know just what to do!
Uh, uh, baby
I'm gonna give it to you, to you, to you
So tell me, girl!

You want a blue or the red pill, girl
Come into my world
Girl, my love’s like the Matrix!
You ain't really gotta be my girl
I just need what I make of you
So come on, girl!

Rude, I ain't trying to be rude, but I heard you like to get nasty
With all that a**, girl, can't help stare when you pa** me
So let's get on, we gonna go sip and pa** that bottle
Bottom's up, bottom's up, girl, I hope you like to swallow on! (How time does flies)

Girl, you're the only thing that's on my mind
You're the only thing it's on my mind
Girl, I think it's over!
You on me and me on you
You on me and me on you
You bring your crew, I bring my crew
My crew, yeah!
We can have a good time, time
Make love all night
And when the morning comes, get in the car, just ride!
Just let the wind blow through hair
You let go of all your cares

You want a blue or the red pill, girl
Come into my world
Girl, my love's like the Matrix!
You ain't really gotta be my girl
I just need what I make of you
So come on, girl!

Uh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! (I know, I know
Weezy Wee, this dedicated)
Three little birds pitch by my doorstep
Singing sweet songs of melodies pure and true (2x)

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