The Overtones feat. Beverley Knight — Hit The Road Jack | караоке, мінус + текст пісні

Yeah. Mm-hmm. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more. Mm-hmm. What you say? Hit the road, Jack. Yeah. And don't you come back no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more. Oh. Old woman, old woman, don't you treat me so mean. You're the meanest old woman that I ever seen. I guess if you said so, I'd have to pack my things and go. That's right. Hit the road, Jack. Hit it. And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more. What you say? Hit the road, Jack. Yes. And don't you come back no more, no more, no more. Sure do. Hit the road, Jack. Mm-hmm. And don't you come back no more. No more. Now, baby, listen, baby, don't you treat me this way, 'cause I'll be back on my feet someday. I don't care if you do, 'cause it's understood. You ain't got no money, you just ain't no good. Well, I guess if you said so, I'd have to pack my things and go. That's right. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack. Hell no. And don't you come back no more. Ooh, what you say? Hit the road, Jack. Yeah, that's what I say. And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Don't you come back. Hit the road, Jack. Yeah. And don't you come back no more. Come on. Hit it. Don't you come back. I've been doing. Oh, yeah. That's right. Don't you come back. Don't you come back. No. Ooh. Honey. Don't you come back. Don't you come back. Ooh. Don't you come back. Ooh. Don't you come back. Don't you come back. Oh, woman, old woman, don't you treat me so mean. That's right. You're the meanest old woman I've ever seen. I guess if you said so... You'll have to pack your things and go. Oh. Hit the road, Jack. Yeah. And don't you come back no more. No. Hit the road, Jack. Go away. And don't you come back no more. I don't wanna see you around here. Hit the road, Jack. Less I'm coming back there. And don't you come back no more. No, no more. No. Hit the road, Jack. Hit it. And don't you come back no more. And don't you come back no more. Don't you come back no more. No, you ain't gonna see me round here. Don't you come back no more. Oh, don't come crying to me. Don't you come back no more. Well, I'll pack my things and go. Don't you come back no more. Don't you come back. Huh.