Letra de Style

Sometimes, 'bout every twenty years It comes, and everyone's in fear We pray, and hope we will survive If they don't like me then I die No, I ain't talkin' 'bout style Cause style can make or break you honey-chile No, I ain't talkin' 'bout war, I'm talking 'bout style I hope this time it stays around a little while Talkin' 'bout style Better hope they like Those clothes that I wear And I hope they Like The way I wear my hair And I hope they like The way I do my thang And this here new song That I'm 'bout to sang I'm talkin' 'bout style Sometimes, 'bout every twenty years It comes, and everyone's in fear We pray, and hope we will survive Cause if one, just one don't like you Then you die No, I ain't talkin' 'bout style Cause style can make or break you honey-chile No, I ain't talkin' 'bout war, I'm talking 'bout style I hope this time it stays around a little while Talkin' 'bout style