Sweet Child O’ Mine | Guns ‘N Roses | PettyRock | Siam Indy Stage

 

Lyrics

She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry

Whoa, oh, oh

Sweet child o' mine

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest skies

As if they thought of rain

I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain

Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place

Where as a child I'd hide

And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by

Whoa, oh, oh

Sweet child o' mine

Whoa whoa, oh, oh, oh

Sweet love of mine

Whoa, yeah

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Sweet child o' mine

Whoa, oh, whoa, oh

Sweet love of mine

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Sweet child o' mine

Ooh, yeah

Ooh, sweet love of mine

Where do we go?

Where do we go now?

Where do we go?

Ooh, oh, where do we go?

Where do we go now?

Oh, where do we go now?

Where do we go? (Sweet child)

Where do we go now?

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Where do we go now?

Ah, ah

Where do we go?

Oh, where do we go now?

Oh, where do we go?

Oh, where do we go now?

Where do we go?

Oh, where do we go now?

Now, now, now, now, now, now, now

Sweet child

Sweet child of mine

2-year-old cute girl Makena sings Adele

All About That Bass

Because you know I'm all about that bass

'Bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass (bass, bass, bass, bass)

Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two

But I can shake it, shake it, like I'm supposed to do

'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase

And all the right junk in all the right places

I see the magazines (ah-ha) workin' that Photoshop (ah-ha)

We know that shit ain't real

Come on now, make it stop

If you got beauty beauty (ah-ha), just raise 'em up

'Cause every inch of you is perfect

From the bottom to the top

Yeah, my mama she told me don't worry about your size (shoo-wop, wop)

(Sha-ooh-wop, wop)

She says, boys like a little more booty to hold at night

(That booty, booty, uh, that booty, booty)

And no I won't be no stick-figure, silicone Barbie doll (shoo-wop, wop)

(Sha-ooh-wop, wop)

So, if that's what's you're into

Then go ahead and move along

Because you know I'm all about that bass

'Bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, hey

I'm bringing booty back

Go ahead and tell them skinny bitches that

No, I'm just playing I know y'all think you're fat

But I'm here to tell you

Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Yeah, my mama she told me don't worry about your size (shoo-wop, wop)

(Sha-ooh-wop, wop)

She says, boys like a little more booty to hold at night

(That booty, booty, uh, that booty, booty)

And no I won't be no stick-figure, silicone Barbie doll (shoo-wop, wop)

(Sha-ooh-wop, wop)

So, if that's what's you're into

Then go ahead and move along

Because you know I'm all about that bass

'Bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble (ooh)

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass (hey, yeah)

Because you know I'm all about that bass

'Bout that bass, no treble

(Said) I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble

(Uh) I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble

(I said) I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass (ooh)

Because you know I'm all about that bass

'Bout that bass, no treble

(Said) I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble (I'm all about that bass)

I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass

'Bout that bass

'Bout that bass

Hey

Hey

Hey, hey

Ooh

You know you love this bass

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Haha