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Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Reeds driftin on by you know how I feel

(refrain:)
Its a new dawn
Its a new day
Its a new life
For me
And Im feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom in the tree you know how I feel

(refrain)

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, dont you know
Butterflies all havin fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
Thats what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel

My baby dont care for shows
My baby dont care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby dont care for cars and races
My baby dont care for high-tone places

Liz taylor is not his style
And even lana turners smile
Is somethin he cant see
My baby dont care who knows
My baby just cares for me

Baby, my baby dont care for shows
And he dont even care for clothes
He cares for me
My baby dont care
For cars and races
My baby dont care for
He dont care for high-tone places

Liz taylor is not his style
And even liberaces smile
Is something he cant see
Is something he cant see
I wonder whats wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for me

Original lyrics

My baby dont care for shows
My baby dont care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby dont care for cars and races
My baby dont care for high-tone places

Liz taylor is not his style
And even lana turners smile
Is somethin he cant see

My baby dont care who knows it
My baby just cares for me

My baby dont care for shows
And he dont even care for clothes
My baby just cares for me

My baby dont care for cars and races
My baby dont care for
He dont care for high-tone places

I wonder whats wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
Just says his prayers for
My baby just cares for me

 

"Otcijepi se Milo" - Bora Djordjevic

Otcijepi se Milo, nek' ti je sa srecom,
Svijet ce te po mapi traziti sa svijecom.

Ic' ne fali sto ste mali, al' se zivi fino,
Mali je Monako, Mali San Marino.

Skupi na Cetinje svoje avétinje,
I sve liberale, i druge budale.

Pa pucajte iz livora, samostalna Crna Gora,
Nek' slobodno svako sere, al' za marke i perpere.

Pa, posto si novi Crnogorski vladar,
Povedi odavde i ovaj tvoj kadar.

Stizu ti odavde same glavjesine,
Neka kuci jedu sira iz mjesine.

A sa njima moze da ide i Sloba,
Mi cemo ti biti zahvalni do groba.

Oni dosli kuci, a o istom trosku,
Napravili i mi zemlju ekolosku.

Imam tamo kuma, imam pobratima,
Pa preko mobilnog, cucu se sa njima.

A sve one koji velju da su Srbi,
Proceraj fukaru, ne vuci na grbi.

Poslje otcjepljenja ima da te vole,
Mnogo, mnogo vise od kralja Nikole.

Otcijepi se Milo, unapred ti hvala,
U Srbiji bice, manje kriminala.

Otcijepi se Milo, na tvojoj sam strani,
Okreni se Milo, Skadru i Tirani.

Ako treba Milo, govno se proguta,
Izvini se Zagrebu bar jos pet-sest puta.

Samo takav bices najjaci na svijetu,
Svi ce slati pare u Duklju i Zetu.

Ja cu prezivjeti i bez Crne Gore,
Pronaci cu drugo kamenje i more.

U pocetku bice kamenje za klopu,
Al' bez nas ces lakes uci u Evropu.

Kad obavis pos'o ti sjedi pod murvu
Popij koju lozu i privedi k*rvu.

Ako nema k*rve sto da se sekiras,
Na usluzi stoji vjerni raspop Miras.

I nama ce doci vremena jos bolja,
Kad granica bude oko Bijelog polja.

Interpol odjebi, sta ce im podaci,
Za one glisere, o tebi i Aci.

Otcijepi se Milo, bice sve u redu,

Nek' ti ovu pjesmu, strucnjaci prevedu.

Drukciji je jezik, nismo narod isti,
Odvedi zemljake, Srbija se cisti.

Mi mali i ruzni, vi visoki, lijepi,
Dokle da nas sklepas, bolje se otcijepi.

Otcijepi se Milo, ne, nisi precerao,
Vicem i ja: "Viva, Montenegro, vero!"

Otcijepi se Milo, Srbija je kriva,
Vero Montenegro, viva, viva, viva!

Otcijepi se Milo, al' malo pozuri,
Vrijeme brzo tece, moze da iscuri.

Otcijepi se Milo, dok si jos na vlasti,
Klizavo je Milo, pa mozes i pasti.

Otcijepi se Milo, dobre li ideje,
Njegos mrtav cuti, Matija se smeje.

Skupi svoju bagru, s’ konopa i koca,
Otcijepi se Milo, da mu jebem oca!

Idi svojim putem, i srecno ti bilo,
Iskreno te molim, otcijepi se Milo.