you know?) One time, for your mom. {Chorus} Let's go to sleep in Paris, and wake up in Tokyo. Have a dream in New Orleans, Fall in love in Chicago,
years, big brother's out of college And man he's got his hands full Blessed with skills, blessed with knowledge Now he's playing for the Chicago Bulls
bumpin' They humpin' Like when it's over We gone all get into somethin' The Dog is fresh Southside without a vest Nothin on my chest But these ladies up out
But there's a light on in chicago And i know i should be home All the colors of the street signs.. They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of
you But there's a light on in Chicago And I know I should be home All the colors of the street signs They remind me of the pickup truck Out in front
suckers is popping lip Grab the H-K and the dum-dum clip and spread out I'm putting punk's heads out Doors is shut,there's no chance to get out I got
Wingo My bitch a dime, yours lookin like a single Like a free throw, man I'm ballin out Blew a kiss to the girls, now they fallin out I pull up in the
calls from people in chicago ...why Pay no mind Got no mind Stay outside So turn up the levels And talk to your devils And bust out your tennis shoes
out, had me feelin left out Stuck and I gotta get my self out But when I was kid then crept out Fuck all the ones who never helped out Stepped out with
Intro: Gotta watch out for them critters I get the party live Common Sense will get the party live huh (x4) Verse 1: I was born in Chicago raised
my girl That might work with your girl, but not with mine She's not the type of girl to fall for any line I'd take her out to dinner, treat her like
The KLF - Chill Out ------------------- By: Mario Moeller (moeller@mundil.cs.mu.oz.au) CHILL OUT - JAMS LP 5
buried under the influence The city's driving me out of my mind I?ve seen a child, he's caught in the sad trap of gravity He falls from the lowest branch
re killin' everybody, they're killin' me and you The fightin' and killin' everybody, I wish it weren't true They say we got to make war Or the economy will fall
of things Like tomorrow the sun's gonna shine There'll be flowers in spring time Poets will make rhymes Couples in moonlight are so ripe to fall Fallin
you'll see that we got a raw deal They're killing everybody I wish it weren't true They say we got to make war Or the economy will fall But if we don'
everybody They're killing me and you They're fighting and killing everybody I wish it weren't true They say we got to make war Or the economy will fall
clip up in the gun Then commence to bust a nig Bust a nig, at ya dawg Watchin' you niggas fall Screamin' out like a bitch Mane that's just some