You've tied the knot Don't bite the hand or it won't feed What she ain't got Is sure to make sure you don't need You can't go back You've booked the
Everybody's wasting time Everybody stands in line Think of Babe Ruth And you think of hot dogs and beer But if he could hit a home run so could you And
I'm in a movie Where boy meets girl What happens to me In this brave new world Do I listen to my heart, do I listen to my head? So I look at what I
Take a knife Cut out this heart of ice Hold it high Walk into the sun
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not now And I don't want to cry We drink the wine Like we were really friends But can our sadness end And words turn into play? We dress so fine And
by you? When I bared my soul it seems you did not hear Can this be true? Am I fool to fight? I could do just what you say But I'm following my heart and
lost and lonely Then you'll find it's all been in your mind Sometimes you think someone is the one and only Can't you see, it could be you and me? But
Won't you be my number two Me and number one are through There won't be too much to do Just smile when I feel blue And there's not much left of me What
Bishops and the Lords used to rumble That's a Brooklyn thing, the hoodlum reign Shots go off at block parties Muslims and God Bodies and big posses Different
well i'm nimble and i'm nice like kris kringle but Joe I got caught, caught, got swindled me and a couple of boys at Kings Plaza walkin' through the mall
