I was staring at her Blue eyes She was lying there Naked to the world As I say the strangest things And she turns me on and she turns me off And
put on a tie, I'm gonna shine up my shoes I'm gonna slick back my hair, I've got nothin' to lose Oh, oh, I'll be stinkin' so good like I'm drowning in
D's came locked my ass up like a savage Then came Doobie in the baby carriage Imagine how it felt summer day pretty blue skies I gazed mesmerized at her in with green eyes
Now its all collapsed In my lap I over thought So I locked up my heart yeah There you stood Your blue eyes hidden beneath your hood Why did I let you go You're to good
activity will cease. You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. Somewhere Mama's weeping for her blue-eyed boy, She's holding them little white shoes
homeless people, - concealed in the street With no hopes and no dreams, with no shoes for their feet How many guns - they have to melt they have to burn Return to good
You can live forever in a split second of fame Come on down the price is right what's your name While a crocodile makes good shoes and a dog may change
mind sky blue louis vetton leg muscles, deep dimples body is soft she smell fresh like a new born pretty feet peitete ass nice shoes on the sunshine for
doin them type of thangs - you can't imagine shit She be bitin and screamin cause she's so passionate Shorty got blue eyes but she African {*echoes*}
and Hell Don't even bother me Ever since eleven and twelve I've been that prodigy Though life has never been Swell Somewhere there's gotta be Where a good
heaven and Hell Don't even bother me Ever since eleven and twelve I've been that prodigy Though life has never been Swell Somewhere there's gotta be Where a good
you when we dance, Although we cant jitterbug as we did then. Do you remember when, How long has it been? 1945 you opened my blue eyes, To see a whole
the forest Through the night Searching for a Sign of life Memories of fears and strife Keep his legs from Turning blue Broken bones and muddy shoes Running
: Pure fake snow and clear skies Everything looks fine today When I look into your blue eyes I know the whole world?s okay So which dress will you choose
the club working your fake id I can show you things that you dream to see Take you off the street get you something to eat I said walk into my eyes
, now let me show you mine Bring the six o'clock news and let me walk 'em in my shoes Through what you call the inner city and what I call the blues
his good shoes Difficult to stop creating can't wait 'Cause they came to see God, then Green tell 'em the good news Isn't it ironic how it feels so good
