everything all fine? Doing your best? I'm glad to hear it Its all progress Yeah that's the spirit Look at you! You look great! It seems like you kept your
La La I will disappear La La La La La No far and no near La La La La La You are not my dear Theirs no tears next to your name here... La La La La La
La La La I will disappear La La La La La No far and no near La La La La La You are not my dear Theirs no tears next to your name here... La La La La
: [Verse 1:] Now that the weekends here And you know there's a party going on So get up the atmosphere While the DJ plays my favourite songs Watching
and so clear But most people won't even hear Spiritual pollution is in the atmosphere And with so much confusion Can one be happy here The gift of
: Catch me as i fall say you're here and it's all over now speaking to the atmosphere no one's here and i fall into myself this truth drives me into
your name on it Above the clouds and the atmosphere Say the words and we outta here Hold my hand if you feelin scared We're flyin up, up outta here Here
over towards us.Stand up on your knees, maybe. Turn up, turn up on your knees.As soon as we can ......(unhearable) ....but we need you here John: so
mic in my hand And his hand and that hand And ideas, and all of there's And the end, everybody up in here, in this atmosphere So make it clear, live long
hate your neighbor faith in favor obey! obey. obey. here, i do as i please! here in the suicide trees! here, i do as i please! here in the
shit ain't my thang If I stick with my dick then put your mouth on my brains I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here A sucka in fear, hear
So meet me by the Eiffel Tour Bring a bottle of Dom [Cee-Lo:] I am here (I am here) This is the place (This is the place) The atmosphere of espionage
please, y'all, please check it out Check it out, y'all Party over here! Party over there! Party right here! Party right there! Party over there! There's a party in your
me your name, she told me her name she whispered to me, she told me her name and her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is G-L-O-
When I get there [Verse 2:] "Doctor doctor please! The fame ain't painless enough" That's cause you ain't famous enough You got a little name, but your name
one hit My number one hit The way you put your music on me Symphony should be your name It's like God gave me the perfect echo When he sent your love
As American as The Blues As American as apple pie The question is why? Why should he Blues be so at home here? Well, America provided the atmosphere