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Dream Another Dream (Nuclear Valdez) · Yesterday's Dreams: 50 Nostalgic Reveries (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Originals: Nostalgic (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Simply Memories: 4 CD's of Nostalgic Favourites (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Boxing Nostalgic (Josh Joplin) · The Happy Wanderer: 25 Nostalgic Hits (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Nostalgic Merry Christmas to You (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Latin Crooners: A Nostalgic Collection (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Memories: 24 Nostalgic Favourites (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Latin Lounge: A Nostalgic Collection (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


side,
Biggest attraction by far!

I'm just another blues of nineteen forty four,
When they start to play me they all ask for more.
Who'd ever guess
I left my twenties
In bar rooms and bathroom halls
Past twenty-two to forty and four
Eighth Avenue
We walked twenty blocks
Sat on the roof
At twelve twenty five AM Wednesday Tupac was on his way 
To a time square building to record on the eight floor studio with another rapper
But in
I went to twenty funerals by the age of nineteen
Then I went to college basketball was my dream
Quit the team 'cause I rather shoot rock wit'
Collects the covers off her magazines 
She longs to be another teenage dream 
The problem is she's turning forty three 
She still takes her clothes off
through a strip of gauze
On DeChirico Street
If you meet me by the clock               20
I can kiss you through the window
'Cause you love that sudden
'bout forty on me
Fifty grand in a band, I'ma roll it homie
Brick layin' cost 'bout another dub
Ten grand for a pound of the bubble bud
Twenty birds
spending
By way of comparison, the federal government spent twenty-four million more on space exploration
And forty-three times more on national defense
spending
By way of comparison, the federal government spent twenty-four million more on space exploration
And forty-three times more on national defense
Twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty
(Chalupa)

Gettin' money, I'm a stunna, man
(Gouda)
In a Lac shootin' box like a hundred grand
(Gouda)
Forty
the 40-40, got 'bout forty on me
Fifty grand in a band, I'ma roll it, homie
Brick layin' cost 'bout another dub
Ten grand for a pound of the bubble bud

Twenty
promise
Just hear me through
Let me hear those ooh, ooh, oohs
We're almost at the end girl, let it out
Twelve, twenty four, thirty six, forty eight
If
'cause that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
I got high for three years off that Chronic from the Doc
I was drinkin'
with me
Had a ticket, cash that ticket, nigga go and get it
On twenty-four hour lock down without no cell mate
Playing chest all by myself, I got
Wanna get back
Home. 40 miles across the Hudson. Those train tracks. Get back.
Can you smile? Here's another joke. Have you got another smoke?
I'm broke.
stops playin'
You can still find me somewhere saying

I shoulda been born in forty-five
In fifty-four I woulda been nine
Lovin' my record player by
list is closed
Yo homie I cant handle that
Man I got like forty bucks
And I could hook you up with a lil' weed
Aight kick it up twenty mo'
Man we
they, kept on passin' me by coz they can recognize a trick
Twenty minutes later and two double shots of yak
I take a look up at the clock, now where
cakes

And he ate one, two, three, four
But Jackie wanted more
Five, six, seven, eight, Jackie had another plate
And by the time he got to twenty
Anybody
Twenty-four-seven-three-sixty-nite and day

Stay consistant
Keep some distance, fade 'em out

A rebel dreamer obviously way ahead my time
Got no one to share the profound vision
dream and being all about his kids
As he kisses the lips of his misses 
For twenty four years going on the twenty fifth
He thinks to himself this alone
In the little town that I grew up in
Me and my buddies always had big dreams
Johnny was always hot for the highway
He couldn't wait to get out it
Great fire conflagration, annual dressage championship
Twenty-six shattered dreams of Euro regulations
A spirit yet a woman too, household emotions
Leather bags, girlie mags
Forty fives, AZT
No one's buying
Feel like crying

No room at the Holiday Inn, Oh no
And it's beginning to snow
How about
'Cause he was great c'mon
I'm on the one mission
To get a politician
To honor or he's a gonner
By the time I get to Arizona

I got twenty five days