Janet Jackson
herečka, zpěvačka, producentka, skladatelka, tanečnice
Hodnocení na Kinobox.cz: 52%- Narození:
- 16. května 1966
- Věk:
- 58 let
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Černá americká zpěvačka a hráčka na klávesové nástroje (vlastním jménem Janet Damita Jo Jackson), narozená v Gáry v Indianě (1966) jako sestra slavných sourozenců Jacksonových. S nimi nahrává a vystupuje pouze sporadicky. Orientuje se především...
Píseň: What About
- Interpret:
- Janet Jackson
- Album:
- The Velvet Rope
We walked along the beach What a moonlit night He held my hand in his He kissed me He said "I wanna spend my life with you... I want you for my wife" Just then I thought What about the times you lied to me What about the times you said no one would want me What about all the shit you've done to me What about that, what about that What about the times you yelled at me What about the times I cried, you wouldn't even hold me What about those things What about that, what about that I took a pause, then a deep sigh He looked right into my eyes as he said "I know I didn't say somethin wrong" I didn't have the courage to say But then I thought What about the times you lied to me What about the times you said no one would want me What about all the shit you've done to me What about that, what about that What about the times you yelled at me What about the times I cried, you wouldn't even hold me What about those things What about that, what about that What about the times you hit my face What about the times you kept on when I said "no more please" What about those things What about that, what about that What about the times you shamed me What about the times you said you didn't fuck her She only gave you head What about that, what about that Don't wanna live my life In misery Don't tell me you did it cuz you love me I don't believe I'm sick and tired Your deceptive games Wonder where you have been I can't live life wonderin My heart was poundin But the time had come To stop lettin my whisperin heart control me And tellin my screamin mind what to do I looked him straight in the eyes and then I said What about the times you lied to me What about the times you said no one would want me What about all the shit you've done to me What about that, what about that What about the times you yelled at me What about the times I cried, you wouldn't even hold me What about those things What about that, what about that What about the times you hit my face What about the times you kept on when I said "no more please" What about those things What about that, what about that What about the times you shamed me What about the times you said you didn't fuck her She only gave you head What about that, what about that