Five foot seven with light green eyes. Body built like a woman over twenty-five. Plus she push the whip that the average women couldn't get. Less she worked about two nine to five's.
Your love means the world to me. Words could not express the joy you bring. Your love moves me tenderly. To have you by my side means everything.. I sing.
{Alright now. (Ooo). Everybody gather around. Check it out. Hey ladies get closer, fellas you know what to do?. (Ho). So everbody in the place to be. Now that we're in harmony.
Remember how we used to be so unafraid. Of the world outside your windowpane. In a constant state of misbehaviour. . Nothing to lose, and nothing to live for.
Distant time away deep in my mind. And I wonder why. Theres a memory and its so far behind. Still I wonder why. Long ago love was around, never come to an end.
Working hard almost every day , in a humdrum world I stay, alone. Theres a meaning still to find, take me out from being blind, I need you. Meet you daily and we talk a while, but my feelings they are growing wild.
Quartet:. How can there be any sin in sincere. Where is the good in goodbye?. Your apprehensions confuse me dear. Puzzle and mystify (Mystify). Tell me what can be fair in farewell, dear.
Marcellus:. Well a woman who'll kiss on the very first date. Is usually a hussy.. And a woman who'll kiss on the second time out. Is anything but fussy..
Harold:. Seventy-six trombones led the big parade. With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand.. They were followed by rows and rows of the finest virtuo-.
Should the world fail to fall apart. And lock off in a remote sky. Ideas can matter too much. Can't hear for lack of sleep. Breathing in the smoking ruins.
Some kind of evidence. Some kind of reason. Why I can't find a way. To begin my life. . Somewhere in this dying day. If I can only find a way for my escape.
Blinded by the creatures that stumble. Blinded by your wasting away. You look at you but you'll find in me. Walking a tight rope. Across a motherfucking fault line.
Locked away in a cage. My rage has got the best of me. Time finds a way each day. Of leaving less of me behind. I find this fight must be won. Inside my mind.
Everybody else steeped in wonder. As I finish out my stride. What you cannot put assunder. The struggle to survive. I see idiots and hypocrites. Cant cut me down to size.
The shadow within me. The sorrow at my feet. . Push the colors from the make up. . Drop your feelings at the door. Has anybody here had enough. Walking in on so much more.
And its all. Ive ever wantedto believe. That peace could grow inside of you. . Inspite of me humanity. I hope your out there somewhere... (x2). . *Chorus*.
AIright, I am not a crook. I'm a pimp. Uh, Yeah. Murphy Lee da Skool boy. Yo Professor where you at?. . 'Cause we are, so extreme. (So extreme). So advanced.