Paroles
My Bebe shoots up on the back of the bus
My Bebe shoots up on the back of the bus
My Bebe shoots up on the back of the bus
She said
"Turn around and don't you look at us"
My Bebe beats up on the local DJ
My Bebe beats up on the local DJ
She set fire to his car and broke the records he plays
She said
"Your music ain't got nothing to say
Don't cry just call the fire brigade"
My Bebe gets in trouble wherever she goes
My Bebe gets in trouble wherever she goes
She stole the collection plate
And broke the vicars nose
She said
"I just want to buy myself some new clothes
Forgive me, ain't the way that it goes?
No need to call the police truck
Just turn around and don't you look at us"
Talking about my Bebe!
She's my backseat
Backseat
Backseat Bebe
Writer(s): Black Mekon
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