CHICKEN TENDIES - Clinton Kane

'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants, is me you and some chicken wings Know you like your curly fries Super-sized, sweet tea and some lemonade To fulfil this craving Don't need reservations 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants Not my fault You keep it spicy like hot sauce (hot sauce, baby) Always remind me why I'm yours But you got a lot on your plate Ah, relax rejuvenate and just eat snacks Your weeks been long so just ease back (so long) Don't chew more than you can take Welcome to Henny's wings I hope you're having a marvelous day May I take your ordеr Actually no, we don't have any chicken wings hеre Can I get you something else? 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants, is me you and some chicken wings Know you like your curly fries Super-sized, sweet tea and some lemonade To fulfil this craving Don't need reservations 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants Some Jam tarts No fancy suits and no fine art Just tied up hair with your mouth guard (hygiene) All cozied up in your space Cold six-pack (get lit) Ice cream Netflix in your jimjams We stay low key just like three stacks (André) Don't care that it's getting late Hello sir, how are you today? What can I have? What can I get? What can I have? What can I get? What can I have? What can I get? What can I get? What can I get for you? 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants, is me you and some chicken wings Know you like your curly fries Super-sized, sweet tea and some lemonade To fulfil this craving Don't need reservations 'Cause the heart wants what it wants And what it wants Help me sing and say La-la-la-la, la-la (Craving something good, baby) La-la-la-la, la-la (Juicy, crispy, spicy, baby) La-la-la-la, la-la (Lemonade with no ice, baby) La-la-la-la, la-la (Chicken wings, chicken wings, chicken wings, yeah)

La ROSALÍA (uh) Rosas sin tarjeta Se las mando a tu gata Te la tengo con roleta No hizo falta serenata Salgo y suena balacera (ey) Me visto de cualquier manera En Nueva York, visitando a mi joyero Solo quiere cash, yo le doy mi dinero Pa ti, naki, chicken teriyaki Tu gata quiere maki, mi gata en Kawasaki Quiero una cadena que me arruine toa la cuenta Como Naomi en los 90 Rosas sin tarjeta Se las mando a tu gata (eh) Te la tengo con roleta No hizo falta serenata Pa ti, naki, chicken teriyaki Pa ti, naki, chicken teriyaki Pa ti, naki, chicken teriyaki Tu gata quiere maki, mi gata en Kawasaki (eh) Quiero una cadena que me arruine toa la cuenta Como Julio en los 70 (Pa ti, naki, chicken teriyaki) Un billete, dos billetes, una tienda de billetes La más dura que le mete (ey) En Nueva York, patinando pa los Heights (ey) Toas mis domis saben la que hay, hey Y sí, la fama e'una condena Pero dime otra que te pague la cena (eh) Me están tirando sombras como drag queen (eh) Chula como Mike Dean Rosas sin tarjeta Se las mando a tu gata (eh, eh) Te la tengo con roleta No hizo falta serenata De azúcar la mami, todo sin recibo (ey) Leo pentagramas, pero no lo' escribo (eh, eh) Desde Queens hasta Tribeca (ey) Un ramo de flores azules no se seca Pa' ti, naki, chicken teriyaki Pa' ti, naki, chicken teriyaki Pa' ti, naki, chicken teriyaki Tu gata quiere maki, mi gata en Kawasaki

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour