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Albums:

Return to Childhood: 20th Anniversary Tour of Misplaced Childhood (Fish) · Return to Childhood: 20th Anniversary Tour of Misplaced Childhood (Fish) · The Cooldown Experience: George Michael Vs. Michael Jackson (The Sunset Lounge Orchestra) · The Very Best of Michael Jackson with the Jackson 5 (The Jackson 5) · Michael Jackson and the Jackson 5 (The Jackson 5) · The Very Best of Michael Jackson With the Jackson 5 (The Jackson 5) · The Best of Michael Jackson & The Jackson Five (The Jackson 5) · Lullaby Versions of Michael Jackson and the Jackson Five (Twinkle Twinkle Little Rock Star) · Hiroshi Fujiwara & K.U.D.O. Presents: Michael Jackson/Jackson 5 Remixes (The Jackson 5) · Hiroshi Fujiwara & K.U.D.O. Presents: Michael Jackson/Jackson 5 Remixes (The Jackson 5) – and 90 other albums »


everything that you say when you ain't home

I guess, Michael Jackson was right, "You Are Not Alone"
Rock your hardhat black cause you in the Terrordome
free
40% of Americans own a cell phone
So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Michael Jackson was right, "You Are Not
diamonds went from hard to see to 3-d
Double VD, bubble Lex with the CD
Puffin seaweed, I'm free, hit the slope and ski
DC to France, finance is too advanced
yappin
You start to hate the man in the mirror like Michael Jackson

Majors they try to hold me captive but mine are figure factions
But the foundation
sentence hearing and you no longer free
40% of Americans own a cell phone
So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Michael
cold

(SL)
Yo we in the streets where it's nothin but love
I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove

(SP)
I'm in the hood cause I'm
part with your gun and stay this cold

Yo, we in the streets where it's nothin' but love
I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove
I'm in
shit, faucet up on the walls
Like I'm Michael Jackson rehabing addiction, sick science fiction
Lost in a dream as I transport thoughts like Kurt did in
Jackie, is it Jesse, oh I know, it’s Michael Jackson, oh

When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
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