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Dear Dear (54-40) · Josie/Breakfast at Tiffany's/Dear Prudence (Deep Blue Something) · Here, My Dear (Marvin Gaye) · Dear Old Donegal (Ruby Murray) · Here, My Dear/In Our Lifetime (Marvin Gaye) · Dear Love: A Beautiful Discord (The Devil Wears Prada) · Dear Science [Bonus Tracks] (TV on the Radio) · Dear Miss Lonelyhearts (Cold War Kids) · Dear You (Jawbreaker) · Dear Mr. President [Germany CD] (P!nk) – and 90 other albums »


got to get used to living on the lam 

Now Mary's out the door with a loaded forty four in her hand
Shooting down the law that shot down her dear
arms round me give my heart ease.

Build me a castle forty feet high
So I can see him as he rides by
As he rides by love as he rides by
So I can see
arms round me give my heart ease.

Build me a castle forty feet high
So I can see him as he rides by
As he rides by love as he rides by
So I can see
the wind blow.

Build me a castle forty feet high
So I can see him as he rides by
As he rides by, dear, as he rides by
So I can see him as he rides by
the wind blow.

Build me a tower forty feet high
So I can see her as she rides by
As she rides by boys as she rides by
So I can see her as he rides by
may
(I love you)
Look at me now sittin' all by myself
Face another sleepless night all alone
All I look forward to is lying here living this song

I
Dear Dad, don't get mad,
What I'm asking for
Is by the next semester
Can I get another car ?
This one here is sick'ning
On a wide dual road.
I might
a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide
And go to sleep
And the radio says

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone
It will be there
a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide
And go to sleep
And the radio says

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone
It will be there
Believed in what they said

I'm 40 miles of bad road
A riverbed of potholes
I know, I know, I know where
The money goes
Down a shaft of ratholes
Lowered by
Sex and Gasoline by Rodney Crowell

So much beauty abs & tush
Swoop down on you like a burnin bush
Pop religion bullwhip thin
Says you ain't nothing
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire
I use a cobra snake for a neck tie
I got a brand new house on the roadside
Made from rattlesnake hide

I
of the
Year."
Now I've been asked by all the delegates--and members of the board,
To tell you of the funeral that won me this award.
It was handled with taste
They saw her break through barriers 40 feet high. 
It was the finest moment in a long life. 
Young boys will tack her pictures over their bed.
men killed at Rocky Run
"They're in danger at the cow ranch"
Said Venero under his breath!

Nearly forty miles away
Was a little place that lay
In
activity is not mandatory, and those of you who don't believe in a Judeo-Christian God as defined by Congress, should feel free to sit quietly with your
You got it (baby)
You got it (uh-huh)

Her name was Kim, this light skinned girl from Shaolin
Stood by my side when my world was caved in
She
to love and to hold
Than to never have it at all and ball on these hoes
Make your stock go up, my Apple stock split
Took a gamble caught it at forty
And he rarely spoke about her
But when he did
He said, "Your mother used to say this

"When the skies are looking bad my dear
And your heart's lost
No one wants to hear about your 97th tear
So dry your eyes or let it go uncried, my dear
I am all out of love to mouth and to your ear
And not above
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
You got it, baby, you got it

Her name was Kim, this light skinned girl from Shaolin
Stood by my side when my world was caved in
She cooked for
Nineteen forty-five
You opened my blue eyes
To see a whole new life
Do you remember when
I told you this that night
That if you're by my side
When everyday
catch some new charges
Crime the frickasy recipe, mess with me
40th my pedigree, Big L regale

RIP to hand me legs, some name stamp he said
Saying my dear