DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince - Ring My Bell (Mr. Lee Club Mix) - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince - Ring My Bell (Mr. Lee Club Mix)




Ring My Bell (Mr. Lee Club Mix)
Ring My Bell (Mr. Lee Club Mix)
Intro
Intro
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
(Ring my bell, ring my bell)
(Ring my bell, ring my bell)
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
(Ring my bell, ring my bell)
(Ring my bell, ring my bell)
Verse 1
Verse 1
I'm just a telephone call away
I'm just a phone call away
You can pick it up and call me any day
You can pick it up and call me any day
And Ima listen to all you got to say
And I'll listen to everything you have to say
Cause I'm the type of man that never turn a woman away
Because I'm the kind of man who never turns a woman away
Think of this as an invitation
Think of this as an invitation
Your heart to mine in a conversation
Your heart to mine in a conversation
So when things get to much to bare like The Jackson 5
So when things get too much to bear, like The Jackson 5
"I'll be there"
"I'll be there"
Just call me up on the telephone
Just call me up on the telephone
Call me up when you're all alone
Call me up when you're all alone
And I'll give you a verbal massage
And I'll give you a verbal massage
Until your man gets home
Until your man gets home
Or if you want to you know what you could do, well
Or if you want, you know what you could do, well
You could always hop in your car and you could come and ring my bell
You could always hop in your car and come ring my bell
Chorus
Chorus
Ring my bell, ring my bell
Ring my bell, ring my bell
(Ring my bell, ring my bell)
(Ring my bell, ring my bell)
Ring my bell, ring my bell
Ring my bell, ring my bell
(Ring my bell)
(Ring my bell)
RI-I-ING!
RI-I-ING!
Verse 2
Verse 2
I hate to see you cry, tear after tear while this guy
I hate to see you cry, tear after tear, while this guy
Plays you like your life is a game
Plays you like your life is a game
I've seen his type and there all the same
I've seen his type, and they're all the same
Breaking your heart without a care
Breaking your heart without a care
Girl if I was in you shoes he'd be outta there
Girl, if I were in your shoes, he'd be out of there
Your man is wak good for nothin' but flack
Your man is weak, good for nothing but flak
I'd tell him to pack and hit the road Jack
I'd tell him to pack and hit the road, Jack
Who loves ya baby I do you know
Who loves you, baby? I do, you know
He doesn't care about you let him go
He doesn't care about you, let him go
Where he at now? You don't know
Where is he now? You don't know
Layin' up under some whole double waste
Laying up with some other girl, a total waste
Just let me chill, no need for me to get ill
Just let me chill, no need for me to get ill
Cause yo I'm the best and yo time will tell
Cause yo, I'm the best and time will tell
But I'll be here so ring my bell
But I'll be here, so ring my bell
Chorus
Chorus
Verse 3
Verse 3
Now I know this sounds like a fairy tale
Now I know this sounds like a fairy tale
But this ain't no children's book
But this ain't no children's book
I'm here, for you to take me dear
I'm here for you to take me, dear
Just open your eyes and look at what the future holds for you
Just open your eyes and look at what the future holds for you
And if you lunch then you might ruin
And if you hesitate, you might ruin
Something great don't make a big mistake
Something great, don't make a big mistake
Pay attention to what you're doing
Pay attention to what you're doing
Life is full of pitfalls, ups and downs
Life is full of pitfalls, ups and downs
It's sort of a mission
It's sort of a mission
Now you're on a rocky road
Now you're on a rocky road
But you could get up just make that decision
But you could get up, just make that decision
That you want the one to love adore you and hold you and treat you well
That you want someone to love, adore you, hold you, and treat you well
So when you're ready to be treated that way
So when you're ready to be treated that way
Baby you can ring my bell
Baby, you can ring my bell
Chorus
Chorus
(Repeat till fade)
(Repeat till fade)





Writer(s): JEFFREY TOWNES, WILLARD SMITH


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