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Albums:

Return To My Cookie Mountain (TV on the Radio) · Cookie Jar (Gym Class Heroes) · The Key, the Secret: The Very Best of Urban Cookie Collective (Urban Cookie Collective) · Cookie Thumper! (Die Antwoord) · Cookie: The Anthropological Mixtape [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Me'Shell Ndegéocello) · Cookie Jar (Gym Class Heroes) · Cookie: The Anthropological Mixtape (Me'Shell Ndegéocello) · Cookie: The Anthropological Mixtape (Me'Shell Ndegéocello) · Return to Cookie Mountain [Bonus Tracks] (TV on the Radio) · Return to Cookie Mountain (TV on the Radio) – and 90 other albums »


you see 

[Chorus]

[R Kelly] 
And when it's time to face the storm 

[Celine Dion]
I'll be right by your side 

[R Kelly] 
Grace will keep
you see 

[Chorus]

[R Kelly] 
And when it's time to face the storm 

[Celine Dion]
I'll be right by your side 

[R Kelly] 
Grace will keep
can hear the traffic sigh
Throw away those keys
Start walking, watch those
Tiny things go by

Accidently kelly street
Where friends and strangers
on a cold summer night
Ya-ya baby till out goes the lights

If you wanna taste the cookie lookie tonight might be your lucky
Roses are red, my lips on you
when you gonna be on the menu
Where are the prawns?

Down by the sea
Where are the prawns?
Down by the sea
Where are the prawns?

Cookie pie,
when you gonna be on the menu

[Chorus]
Where are the prawns
Down by the sea
Where are the prawns
Down by the sea

Where are the prawns

Cookie
Joe,are Kelly,Mary J,Faith,Mariah and Sade
Made the Whole world sing many times,many ways
But you are
You're the perfect love song


You're voice is
Came into the world as a reject 
Look into these eyes 
Then you'll see the size of the sags 
That are pulli'n on my past 
Burnin' on my brain
They built a prison by the freeway
Just to rub it in
It's a gentle reminder
Of the wages of sin
The ones on the inside
Are being paid their
can tell your obsessed, by your shortness of breath.
Ooh, my cookie monster wants a taste test.
Be a good boy, and I'll show you the rest
My little
excites me
with a shape like yours walking by me
huh just a few seconds you name and your time
and I will guarantee that you will be mine.

[R. Kelly
Came into the world as a reject 
Look into these eyes 
Then you'll see the size of the sags 
That are pulli'n on my past 
Burnin' on my brain
the children
We are the children of the world

Underneath the blue
In a solitary light
Guiding by a star
A star in the night

The enemy we see
Is the enemy
over there
Then pop, pop, pop, more round of bottles
Then pop, pop, pop, R. Kelly follows
Then shit here like hard to swallow
Only real niggas here
Kelly's bike rumbles down
We're going drinking on the Tibetan side of town

Beggar with withered legs sits sideways on skateboard, grinning
There's
Doctorin'
We're doctorin' the house
Doctorin'
So clap your hands to what he's doin'

Woah, yeah, woah, yeah
Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?

Hey,
thinking
All the lights are blinking
He's the smartest cookie ever was
Repeat

Einstein was a surfer
There really was no doubt
'Cause universe was his
can go b**** for b****, got a pretty young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings

[R. Kelly]
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings

[Hook: R. Kelly]
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way
right!
(Kelly (sung):) There are certain obligations you just can't shirk.
You've got to put the heat on to make the kettle perk.
(Silvers (spoken):)
alone in the little room upstairs.

There are Lincoln logs and cookie tins,
Colored blocks, and wars to win.
I draw, and I dream, and beat my drums up
upstairs
There are Lincoln logs and cookie tins
Colored blocks and wars to win
I draw and I dream and beat my drums up there
There are circus lights
broken rib 
Crack, crack! 
Bones are crying 
Mommy's crying and bleeding 
And pleading 
And then 
Daddy wants to fuck 
Dick hard, swelled with power
Decapitated kids
I guess her finger slid
Mom's the shutterbug
Dad was the whip he'd slip

Cookie monster blue
You can tell me by the untied
You think I'm up when I'm breaking down
I need to hide away and catch my breath,
Big cookie's up and I'm heading out
Leave my phone, I'm driving