be a need for you to call Excuses for careless doctor errors Acceptance by all past patients Have allowed for a cold disclaiming note The warning is there, no need to call
open you up but instead i got the phone call just thought i'd call to let you know i wanna be alone all night again ...phone call just thought i'd call
call Call, call Excuses for careless doctor errors Acceptance by all past patients Have allowed for a cold disclaiming note The warning is there, no need to call Call, call
you up But instead I got the phone call Just thought I'd call to let you know I wanna be alone all night again The phone call Just thought I'd call
to call Call, call Excuses for careless doctor errors Acceptance by all past patients Have allowed for a cold disclaiming note The warning is there, no need to call Call, call
shadier than Wes Craven And you ain't even gotta pay me I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast I
: [chorus] You can call me day and night, night and day Girl you're all that I want I need you up around my way We go together like a potter and clay
will follow you, And all you do, 'Til then, send me a song. When the sun sets the water on fire, When the wind swells the sails of your hire, Let the call
will follow you in all you do 'Til then, send me a song When the sun sets the water on fire When the wind swells the sails of your hire Let the call
kells, the kells he did disclaim, someone needed to tell him the Christ could kill the Fay, that one they used call mother, she went off in a fatal faint
me as a baby behaving shadier than Wes Craven and you aint even go to pay me i take pleasure in layin nigga down daily you face me drunk or sober you faint
away, I can give you batteries, [?] I can give you batteries, I can give you batteries I can do it so good, you can call Me oak wood, beat it like a
he was in control What's left, the faintest laughter [Chorus:] We're out of focus, we've lost control I blame our ego and you call me names You're
foreign car Call the coroners do the CPR She gave that old nigga a ulcer Her bitter sweet taste made his gold teeth fake, uh Make her knees shake, make a priest faint
And most scavengers have found the pretty pearl It's for the faint of heart who never get enough Gotta get tough, buckle em up, we call em duds And we
