Could be bookie, wheeler dealer. Mister in-between, yeah. Spent your money. Like nobody you have ever seen. . On the outside and the inside. All the way to the bank.
Yeah, let go-o-oou. . Sitting in my cubicle in down slow. What I got to do I do what I'm told. I'm smiling at the customer with my balls. It really could suck my world you don't pause.
My love's like an arm chair, it's inclined to recline. And sweep you off of your feet. My structure is perfect, there's no flaw in design. A decent buy for you.
My Grandpa said to me, "Grandson sit down we need to talk. In life there may be times when it gets hard to walk the walk. It's easier to take the path that most have traveled on.
Honey why you calling me so late?. It's kinda hard to talk right now.. Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?. I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud.
I'm a, I'm a lion in the j. I'm a, I'm a lion in the jungle. And I wanna go roar. . The deally though. . Motherfucker I'm ill, for really though. Look at all these things I got.
(Young - Young - Scott). . You're the one I've waited for. I needed love more and more. I don't know what your name is. I don't know what your game is.
(Young - Young - Scott). . I didn't know where you came from. And I didn't know your name. And if you were legal tender. Well I spent you just the same.
Lord, kill the pain. Lord, kill the pain. Lord, kill the pain. Lord, kill the pain. . Don't ask again. Kill my girlfriend. And kill my best friend, Sam.
Long distance runaround. Long time waiting to feel the sound. I still remember the dream there. I still remember the time you said goodbye. . Did we really tell lies letting in the sunshine.
V: hello again, It's been a while since we last spoke. As I close my eyes, I hear Your voice in every note. I'm sorry for the things I said, I'm trying to make all my wrongs right. I don't mean to rush things, but I need to feel You here tonight..
Y a la femme du dernier tage. Qui a sept heure fait son menace. La fille qui apprend le piano. Et le maniaque du marteau. Le chien des locataires d'en face.
R. Seff, le monde tourne mal. Y a quelque chose de bancal. Dans son tempo le monde tourne mal. Dans la grande sono mondiale. Ca sonne faux. . Y a des milliards de personnes.
Oh You look out your window at the cold grey dawn. It's seven o'clock on a Monday morning. Pour a cup of coffee, better make it a strong one. Weather man on the radio says.
Can you hear me Bjelke-Petersen. From your leather padded chair?. There's a tide outside your door. Steadily rising. It's a simple case of freedom. And a lot of us who care.
sex bought and sold so easily on their billboards and tv.. we're all so hungry, lusty eyed with shallow hearts and empty lives.. with endless love we left you sleeping..
We've spent too much time with our eyes closed - while everything around us decays.. Nothing sacred in this world, no matter how we toss and turn - there's no running away..
Avarice and stubbornness - converge into stupidity.. In two we have begotten our desserts and transform.. As we become food for the earth and for the rats..
You play the role as a pawn.. With my rook, I will destroy.. Coining the term "Blowjob Rock" with such integrity.. Did you think I could respect?. Control and erase..
Are we happy are we scared?. Are we shouting never heard?. Are we running, running brave?. Are we fighting, making waves?. . The first man he gets up and he says.