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need it!"
Jimmy says, "come on, try this.."
I say, "I don't need it!"
Oh jimmy, jimmy

From the album "free to be a family" (1988)
Marlo thomas & friends
fag-bashed with a two-by-four.
Jimmy: One of us has been living with AIDS for ten years.
Michael: And he's TIRED of it!
Performed by Jimmy Buffett, The Great Gonzo, and Rizzo The Rat
From Kermit UnPigged - Jim Henson Records BMG Kidz.
(Talking)

Rizzo: Hey Look Gonzo,
cradled for day after day
Making hardly enough to get by
Then a terrible flood swept poor Jimmy away
During six stormy days in July

Chorus (x2)

Can
(Jimmy Fallon with British accent) 
Thank you, uh, next up, Cliff Calvin, the mailman from Cheers? 
(Jimmy Fallon as Cliff Clavin) 
Hey, thanks a lot
coming home, but until then
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here

Words and music by jimmy webb
By: jimmy buffett
1980
This song is for billy clyde tuggel. I hope you make it to tahiti one day.
-- spoken:
"play ball!! (one, two, three, four)"
to Satan for a hell of a lotta luck 
I'm hard to come by like a straight guy working at Starbucks 
Thank the thinkers that think they thunk the thoughts
Started with a dollar and a dream
Sorta like Jordan getting cut from the team
Sorta like Dre 'fore he met Jimmy Iovine
I was lost out here, real
Kayne
I gotta thank him for the love on the album
I knew out on Electric Circus he get it by any means necessary, like Malcolm
I tried a single shot
Remix, see'mon
(now, this is Jimmy Cliff Notes)
(I'ma run through the roster man)
Let 'em know (on Murder INC)
Uhh (startin with Ashanti - owwwwwtch!)
this is Jimmy Cliff Notes)
(I'ma run through the roster man)
Let 'em know (on Murder INC)
Uhh (startin with Ashanti - owwwwwtch!)

[Chorus: Ashanti
the end they'll be much greater 

.. 

Pick em up, then I make em feel comfortable 
Crackin jokes, as if I was Cliff Huxtable 
Get into the crib,
comfortable
Crackin jokes, as if I was Cliff Huxtable
Get into the crib, things are hype
Fix em a couple of drinks, to get their heads right
but not too much
your bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would
Never thought that the napalm would bust
in .....
Bring rap storms to platform even attack spawn 

His backs torn by phat song's jimmy crack corn
And I don't care for wack jawns.... we got
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that’s right, where
that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that’s right, where you check
a piss and dismiss it like fuck it and went and found somebody else
Fuck arguing harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking self
Till about 2
instrumental, vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like
with Quaalude on a pillowcase left on an ultimately cordial gesture
By the staff it's a bathhouse for brave soldiers 
Where they coordinate
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
of a single 
Sexy young slimmy, but not too young, though 
That's because Jimmy might end up on death row 
Now this here jam is like a special kind of song
Yo, I bought that album man, it's wack man
I'm tellin you, I don't like it
I'ma be honest man
Honest?
I'm dead up, I'm serious
Serious?
I don't
berattas, stack cheddar
When the Village was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era
Real goodfellas, the whole Ville was down for whatever
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