Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. jack frost nipping at your nose. yuletide carols being sung by a choir. and folks dressed up like eskimos. Mmmm everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. jack frost nipping at your nose. yuletide carols being sung by a choir. and folks dressed up like eskimos. Mmmm everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies. All the single ladies, all the single ladies. All the single ladies, all the single ladies. All the single ladies.
Meredith and Jenny were just two friends. Until Meredtih undid Jenny's braw w. just 1 hand. Now they're in the shower eating strawberries 'n' whip cream.
The city streets are cleaned w. blood from the night. A 2 way struggle where the oppressed are right. It comes time to be rid of the dark. The day gives it gas and produces the spark.
Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.
There was cow on a farm grazing peacefully. A mother, a father perhaps a baby. It dosen't know its fate. Chorus. Don't eat Oscar Meyer weiners. They are bad 4 you.
There's a place where all the hipcats go. They dance and frolic to and fro. Alcohol is plentiful and flows like a river. The dress code is big socks and polka dotted kniCkers.
Mo and Joe had a candy store. Tellin' fortune behind a door. Cops grabbed Mo and as Joe ran out. Brother Mo then began to shout. . Run Joe, eh de police at de door.
C'mon let's go down to the lake tonight. There's gonna be a bloody fight. It gives me a rush I can never get. From breaking shit - who can forget about.
I come home in the morning light. My mother says when you gonna live your life right. Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones. And girls they want to have fun.
On to be the sunshine on your window pane. Looking from a different perspective again. He steps on people like walking through air. that's ok for him because he just doesn't care.
I don't know what I want from this life. I know I want more than I have. And could ever hope to grasp. And I will lose control if I don't. Speak my mind and come up w. a.
You and I in a little toy shop. Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got. Set them free at the break of dawn. Til one by one, they were gone. Back at base, bugs in the software.
*Instrumentals*. Your lips are like a red and ruby cherry, brighter than the summer sky..
Merry Christmas, baby. You sure did treat me nice. Merry Christmas pretty, baby. You sure did treat me nice. Gave me a diamond ring. For Christmas. Now I'm living in paradise.
I'm like a loaded fuckin weapon. My style is wild. And you been checkin me out for miles now. Fuck the red and blue lights. I'm ducking the fuck out cause my heaters under my seat.
LOVE. Chuck Brown featuring Jill Scott. . Love!. Thats what weve got. Thats what we need. Sing it with me.. Love!. Baby, thats how it is. Thats how its sposed to be. We all need it..
It don't mean a thing. If it ain't got that swing. (doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah. Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah). It don't mean a thing. All you got to do is sing.