Information
Album Name
I'm Alright
Artist
웅산
Genre
재즈, 보컬재즈
Release Date
2018.09.05
Release Agency
Universal Music Ltd.
Hangul

Bear Walk - 웅산
Who’s that sleepin’ in my bed
What’s that stocking on the floor
Certainly you can’t be
thinkin’ no one hears
your sneakers sneakin’
out that garden door
Who’s that sittin’ in my chair
What’s that cookin’ on the stove
You’ll regret your passing
fancy if you think
the grass is grassy
on the other side
Dig this
you made a mess a me and you
so what cha
what cha waitin’ for
Seems like There’s only liquor
when the plot gets thicker
Ask Miss Ridinghood
Lock that honey in the pot
Hawk that apple that cha cored
Doncha be so high falutin’
when you’ve got no
where to move in
Eat that humble pie

Who’s that sleepin’ in my bed
What’s that stocking on the floor
Certainly you can’t be
thinkin’ no one hears
your sneakers sneakin’
out that garden door
Who’s that sittin’ in my chair
What’s that cookin’ on the stove
You’ll regret your passing
fancy if you think
the grass is grassy
on the other side
Dig this
you made a mess a me and you
so what cha
what cha waitin’ for
Seems like There’s only liquor
when the plot gets thicker
Ask Miss Ridinghood
Lock that honey in the pot
Hawk that apple that cha cored
Straighten up the game is over
You regained your self composure
nothin’ left to hide
Problem with the dalliances
Guilty feet have got no chances
left to compromise
Certainly you can’t
be thinkin’
No one hears your
snearkers sneakin
Get that message
through your head

RomanizationBear Walk - ungsan
Who’s that sleepin’ in my bed
What’s that stocking on the floor
Certainly you can’t be
thinkin’ no one hears
your sneakers sneakin’
out that garden door
Who’s that sittin’ in my chair
What’s that cookin’ on the stove
You’ll regret your passing
fancy if you think
the grass is grassy
on the other side
Dig this
you made a mess a me and you
so what cha
what cha waitin’ for
Seems like There’s only liquor
when the plot gets thicker
Ask Miss Ridinghood
Lock that honey in the pot
Hawk that apple that cha cored
Doncha be so high falutin’
when you’ve got no
where to move in
Eat that humble pie

Who’s that sleepin’ in my bed
What’s that stocking on the floor
Certainly you can’t be
thinkin’ no one hears
your sneakers sneakin’
out that garden door
Who’s that sittin’ in my chair
What’s that cookin’ on the stove
You’ll regret your passing
fancy if you think
the grass is grassy
on the other side
Dig this
you made a mess a me and you
so what cha
what cha waitin’ for
Seems like There’s only liquor
when the plot gets thicker
Ask Miss Ridinghood
Lock that honey in the pot
Hawk that apple that cha cored
Straighten up the game is over
You regained your self composure
nothin’ left to hide
Problem with the dalliances
Guilty feet have got no chances
left to compromise
Certainly you can’t
be thinkin’
No one hears your
snearkers sneakin
Get that message
through your head

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