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Published 9/08/2014 by reef | E-mail this post

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BACKSTREET BOYS

"Feels Like Home"

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Been down the back roads

Where the girls are homegrown

That southern dame’s so

Sexy how they talk slow

And something happens in the woods of Kentucky

Drinking moonshine, bon fire, pour the gasoline

Farther south, where the sweet tequila flows

Tiny clothes, Yo te amo, México

Señoritas, we are sippin’ margaritas on the beach

They got something you can’t teach

[Chorus:]

I’ve been all around, all round the world

Every single part, every part of the world

Touching down in Rio, Monaco, LA, Tokyo,

But it all just feels like home

And it all still feels like home

And it all just feels like home

And it all still feels like home

Rock out in Bangkok, where the party, don’t stop

Eyes open, blood shot

Seeing things I’d never thought

Sweatin’ in the heat

God I love the way they speak

Burning up the streets, dancing like a freak

[Chorus:]

I’ve been all around, all round the world

Every single part, every part of the world

Touching down in Rio, Monaco, LA, Tokyo,

But it all just feels like home

And it all still feels like home

And it all just feels like home

And it all still feels like home

So many things to see

So many eyes to meet

I couldn’t count them all if I had eternity

So I just want you to know

Everywhere that I go

You take a piece of me

Beijing, Stockholm, Buenos Aires, to tango

Moscow, Cape Town, showed us how to get down

London, Berlin, this is where it all began

San Juan, Sydney, can’t forget the NYC

[Chorus:]

I’ve been all around, all round the world

Every single part, every part of the world

Touching down in Rio, Monaco, LA, Tokyo,

But it all just feels like home

And it all still feels like home

And it all just feels like home

And it all still feels like home

p/s : Jumaat 29 Ogos 2014

Ngantuk geyl eyot ketempolala kinteng. Boss tiada pula ini hari bercuti merdeka katanya. Tidak boleh jadi ini ngantuk aku kena melompat lebihan tinggi. Oh ini pagi setelah bapaku pulang lepas hantar

Aku ke pejabat. Sudah naik hantar bagasi turun lah terbayangkan nasi goring telur mata sambal bersama sardin di tingkat empat. Memula hendak naik lift di G. Lift tiada khidmat. Pergi pula ke Lift hujung kiri juga tiada khidmat. Jalan pula ke escalator tengah depan DOME yang ada khidmat. Naik ke medan makan tingkat 2 maka gelap! Maka turun ke San Francisco nak pengubat lara dengan Kopi Pintu Emas. Tutup juga lagi dengan pekerja berlegar di luar. Mungkin bekalan elektrik tergangguan. Dengan kecewa ke MESRA kita makanlah Laksam ok ok sahaja dengan biskut kek. Ubat jiwa dengan kopi kapucino `Coffee Planet` yang not bad all.Kecederaan masa Cuma 10 minit. Keh keh keh keh.