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Yo, yo can y'all' hear me out there
Let me intoduce myself ladies and gentlemen
See I go by the name of Big Woody Rock
And I'd just like you
an album

Girls up in the front row
Let me see your hands up
They be rocking crew cuts
I ain't talking 'bout no hair cut
They'd rather pull my pants off
So I
nice man but I tell you yo 
 I saw the other Girl at Netty's the other day
 And she had her shit together 
 I'm talkin bout hip hop pow 
 Boomin'
hectic, I can't even explain it
	It's just been crazy but it's been exciting
{Girl}	Exciting?
{MJ}	Yeah
{Girl}	Everything you do is exciting
	Now I
And Mama woke up the next day and shot her album package
Last time the miscarriage was so tragic
We was afraid you'd disappear, but nah, baby, you magic
a-dreamin'
She dreamed them old southern dreams
She was the dreamest girl
The dreamest girl I most ever seen

Now, she dreamed I was kissin' her 
A-down by
And never mind, take the world by storm
Just boogaloo a rhapsody divine
Take a sweet girl just like you
How nice if only we could bill and coo

I may
for 3 weeks in 1966
-Words and Music by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil

Girl, I can't let you do this
Let you walk away
Girl, how can I live through
mind, take the world by storm
Just boogaloo a rhapsody divine
Take a sweet girl just like you
How nice if only we could bill and coo
I may seem a fool
the girl of his dreams
He wants her, he thinks 'forget it'
He'd love to look inside her heart
And see if she agrees

But don't stop the dream
He can
mind, take the world by storm
Just boogaloo a rhapsody divine
Take a sweet girl just like you
How nice if only we could bill and coo
I may seem a fool
probably won't feel me
But as you know me, I don't really give a fuck
Before I leave I'd like to give a word to the shorties
Despite what I say, despite
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
cold world?
My phony homey had a baby by my old girl
But I ain't trippin', I'm a player, I ain't sweatin' him
I sex his sister, had her mumble like
thoughts 
Then it's back to coasting 
Who can I trust in this cold world 
My phony homey had a baby by my own girl 
But I ain't trippin I'm a player 
I
cold world?
My phony homey had a baby by my old girl
But I ain't trippin', I'm a player, I ain't sweatin' him
I sex his sister, had her mumble like
and by ear

And then she'd find the ancient album,
With its pages turned gold
And the crayon-colored paper star
I made so long ago
But brighter than any
how I try

Girl, I break everything I touch
Little girl, that's close enough
Seems like every heart I've ever loved
I break everything I touch

I
you first, first
But hold on, darlin', this time tomorrow, you'll be over the worst

Brooklyn girls just break your heart
Then they watch you fall apart
life has been extraordinary
Blessed and cursed and won
Time heals but I'm forever broken
By and by the way
Have you ever heard the words
I'm singing in
There's got to be something else
Let me tell ya something else
There was a girl who passed me by
She gave a smile but I was shy
I looked down, so down
on everything
Girl if I ain't here tomorrow then take carte of yourself
By now you know the way I am its something I can't help.

I've been running too wild
"hello"
Feeling the fool,
Could you tell it showed?

But that was "sometime ago"
A memory vague and fading slow,
Of somewhere I'd been

Hand
"hello"
Feeling the fool,
Could you tell it showed?

But that was "sometime ago"
A memory vague and fading slow,
Of somewhere I'd been

Hand