: All dressed up And nowhere to go I think I'm taking this trip alone Thirty seconds till I pass The questions you will never ask Your regrets will
Rise above gonna start a war Whatcha want whatcha need whatcha come here for Well an eye for an eye and an F for fight Takin me down is a prisoners right
You can feel like a hole in the groaner For rolly grow lil' Crover I go like a piece of minola Tramp go like terminal, wow
I got my ceiling, motor and mail I only know the ceiling mouth I make my cell, yellow the sound That emanates from under Give me a gravity, your right
And I know how it's to be there is nothing more for you and I some are young and some are free but I think I'm goin' blind 'cause I think I'm goin' blind
Eight times of fel-an-fo-fi Like cobalt cast and clean I got a mojo felt the wheel Real fashion feel Tri-Jack it, black it for more Handcuffs with special
Los ticka toe rest Might like-a sender doe-ree Your make a doll a ray day sender Bright like a penalty Exi-tease my ray day member Half lost a beat away
Platoon, file in Come on, you knuckleheads Move it, move it, move it Moss in the mornin' lets you in Is it a field day? Make me sin It's only warm, might
I'm sin done in water You might be over hill He's somebody's daughter As far as Liz well knows Sin me a black one Bubbled in a big sun Open with a cast
She was my way to fee and I grut my teeth It's more like hundred Milo and I know more me But you can make my teeth growl You can make my under well Well
Croak radio gives me the shakes That's no surprise ?Cuz I can feel both barrels of your eyes Understand what I'm sayin? Just like a hole beat red You
I know something That you would never believe I wish I was able to finally Make you agree Now, you set me straight And you told me things That heroes
Next time you gimme your gaze Think about mork sinny goal That tricky grass for me Aw, TV, you're in my nose Oh, baby, baby, big, red bally Ain't it
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I've seen a friend go ride you host away the peel My leavin' bedroom for my carvin' wheel Joke Mister join the Navy ain't so sad in awe Half of the jay
Do you think that people get tired of themselves? Is that why the T.V.?s on all the time? It don?t take much to get it right back on track But it won?
the pie was opened they'd forgotten how to sing there was larry, moe and curly joe and martin luther king.... (don't talk about it) like handcuffs for houdini
not your kind I'm not your girl Dreams we had seen bright And pastel time Cologne cerrone, cerrone Houdini Cerrone Houdini Cologne cerrone, cerrone Houdini Cerrone Houdini
