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Текст: RES. How I Do.

Look, as far as I can see
Your head is blockin' my TV
What you want for me to say
I said, "Whatever, go away"

What is it that I adore
If you pay me then I'll tell you more
You're looking for some reason why
I'm arrogant
(That's right)
And I'll tell you what

Hey, sometimes that's how I do
(That's just how I do and that's just how I do)
And if you feel that bad
Maybe it's not for you

Hey, sometimes that's how I do
(That's just how I roll and that's just how I stroll)
And if you feel that bad
Maybe it's not for you

A dead-end street from what I can tell
Long as you're not there, it might be swell
Pakced a picture perfect apple pie
For a cherry-poppin' spring joyride

To get inside
This head of mine
Would take a monkey wrench
And a lot of wine

And if you're wondering
'Bout this life I choose
Grab a mirror
Take one look at you

Hey, sometimes that's how I do
(That's just how I do and that's just how I stroll)
And if you feel that bad
Maybe it's not for you

Hey, sometimes that's how I do
(That's just how I roll, and that's just how I do)
And if you feel that bad
Maybe it's not for you

And I can't tell you why
The people act so crazy
And if I say I won't go
They tell me I'm damn lazy

Don't understand
No conviction for nothin'
Just keep their heads noddin'
Keep that head noddin'

Hey, sometimes that's how I do
(That's just how I do and that's just how I roll my stroll)
And if you feel that bad
Maybe it's not for you

Hey, sometimes that's how I do
(That's just how I do and that's just how I stroll)
And if you feel that bad
Maybe it's not for you
(For you)