When I walk down. The streets at night. All the brothas. They just stop and sigh. They say hey baby. What you doing tonight. Why don't you get down. In my car and ride.
Somethings going on. Somethings going wrong. Something feeling mighty bad. And its making us all feel so so sad. . Because the people they open their mouths.
If Linda Blair was my Lolita, her head would spin.. She would levitate, vomit green,. beat a priest - what a teen!. Dick Clark would grin.. And foul things'd spurt without discretion.
If Linda Blair was my Lolita. Her head could spin.. She would levitate, vomit green. beat a priest. what a teen.. Dick Clark would grin.. And foul things'd surt without discretion.
The naked body of Liberace, for a great big big big head.. The shoes of Imelda Marcos, for a great big big big head.. Buffalo Penis from outer space, for a great big big big head..
The naked body of Liberace. for a great big big big head.. The shoes of Imelda Marcos. for a great big big big head.. Buffalo Penis from outer space. for a great big big big head..
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I've got to get away, I've got to move away. I've got to get away, I've got to move away. I've got to get away, I've got to move away. I've got to get away, I've got to move away.
Im writing you this letter. So many things on my mind. Thought wed be together. Til the end of all time. . We grew apart. Day after day. Started so close.
Maybe it'll never come around. Maybe let you push me to the ground. I'll go 'cause if I don't it's taking me down. . And I deal 'cause none of it is real.
Wake up, wake up. Dont want to wake you. Oh, sun be to bright. So we can wake you. Oh sun, follow through. Follow through, Follow through. . Sit up, come you.
(Parks). . give me some light. cos she stole my sun. if you turn back the hand. then the day's just begun. read me your poetry. and I'll sing you a line.
Watching us over the other side. Keeping you from being too close, not too tight. I gotta know I can escape if it goes that way. I need a get out, I'm looking for a get out.
This house is your own, still living alone. It dont make you sad. But I think its good to be green. . The summer is gone and spring dont belong. The traces are here for long winter.
Culture souvenir shop. Lying on the chopping block. World wide space wide. In a small house wife. . Motor bike, horse ride. In the general market. Imagination gun is playing on the TV.
It's time to celebrate. It's time to open up. Throw your cares away. And get them bottles up. . Lift your hands high. No more crying .... Music all around.
got to love you. got to love you. got to love you. got to love you. - - 3 x - -. . [Sean paul]. girl don't steal i don't want to report u don't. me and relief of the off ground if am i damfire i am king a clown.