P en tredjerangs kafe p Lkka. der satt barmfagre damer og trkka. med krllspenner som antenner. glante ut gjennom gr persienner.. Ut p gata et kor stod og gnlte.
[bizmarkie]. I was sittin home, all alone. When I heard the ring, on my telephone. I picked it up, to see who could it be. This girl I just met, her name was tammy.
Hey I'd like to tell you a little story. About my man named dee. Yo, even from when he was little. He was like kinda on a tough tip. Doin all that stuff.
Hey to everybody and people that say partyin'. It's time to hear a funky rhyme from me the Biz Markie again. As I just display 'em, the way I like say 'em.
[Verse One]. I'm the Biz Markie, I'm known for beatboxin and rap. And now it's time, to put Long Island on the map. . And lettin you know, that it'll put you in a trance.
I am the son of rock'n'roll. I got the masses under my control. I like to drink, I love the dope. I want your money and I want your hope. . Your money and your hope.
by morning I'll be gone. the highway will welcome me. to her warmth. let her arms lay down their guides. let her lead me into the sun. . I will go softly.
a pink moon is out tonight. and my heart is folding over. because i think she liked me. and i mighta had her. but he's got a real one. and mine's from the store.
do do not not fear. what pushes you over the line. evolution never stops. a revolution always costs. it all comes out. in a matter of time.
where are you going, black-eyed girl?. can you explain this tangled world?. i thought that freedom was a key. but here you know nothing's free. . at night i dream of being young.
it's two in the morning. . my beeper's going off. i'm naked, i roll over. enough is enough. these bitches always calling me. morning, noon, and night.
Bulera, bulera. tan dentro del alma ma.. Es la sangre de la tierra en que nac.. Bulera, bulera. ms te quiero cada da.. De t vivo enamorado desde que te v..
I've lived without bread and I've lived without water,. Stuck outside the middle of the desert wishin' I was home.. Long way from no where, wishin' I was somewhere,.
Onda Cielo y toca la sierra. Trabajando amigos acsentado le piedra. Vaqueros montamos, Caballos boracho. Esperando acsente del sol. Palo en Mexico. . Buzzards they circle old crosses on hills.
Lyrics: j. joyce/n. hembley. . I was a dirty little swirl little crazy girl. A runaway child in a fatherless world. And everybody tried to be the one to save me.
When you're on your own and you feel lost. When your heart's a mess though you've given your best. . I'll be here giving it my best shot baby your loves got more then I need.
Everybody thinks the world spins around. Dollars, cars, maybe life but definitely. Stupidity yeah. . What happened to the good times?. When we jumped around.
My approach to danger. Political sabotage for death in front of abortion clinics. The American pastime is murder at high schools. And pipe bombs at the Olympics.
I'm fed up, I've had it up to there. Tell me what is good for me and my career. Fuck you and your selfish advice. You've never been loyal to the same things twice.
You'll never break me down. . Unjustified, persecution of my free mind. I'm horrified, the cruel nature of you and your kind. Crucified for just tryin' to be myself.