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Anymore for Anymore [Anymore for Anymore...Plus] (Ronnie Lane) · Don't Get Around Much Anymore (Rob McConnell & the Boss Brass) · Don't Get Around Much Anymore (George Barnes) · Anymore for Anymore (Ronnie Lane) · Anymore for Anymore [Bonus Disc] (Ronnie Lane & Slim Chance) · Baby Dont Get Hooked on Me (Ace Cannon) · Baby Dont Get Hooked on Me (Ace Cannon) · Why Dont You Try Me(Best Of) (Ry Cooder) · A Chain Dont Take to Me (Bob Luman) · I Dont Believe in Miracles (Colin Blunstone) – and 90 other albums »


what they're offering
How much gold they bring
They can't afford what we've had
Not even the king
They can't afford what we've got
Not even the king
what they're offering
How much gold they bring
They can't afford what we've had
Not even the king
They can't afford what we've got
Not even the king
Forever doesn't mean forever anymore
I said forever
But it doesn't look like I`m gonna be around much anymore
When the heat gets sub-tropical
Forever doesn't mean forever anymore
I said forever
But it doesn't look like I`m gonna be around much anymore
When the heat gets sub-tropical
about 
Much of anything anymore
(When I get there will you call me by my name)
Well it's the same line everytime
Now it's plain to see you just don't
of trading places
I have been changing faces
You can not fill these shoes
There is too much to lose
I wake up behind these trenches
You run around defenseless
Forever
It doesn't mean forever anymore
I said forever
But it doesn't look like I'm gonna be around much anymore
When the heat gets sub-tropical
everything turned bad

You got the car and I got the break
I've had as much as I can take
And my heart can't handle anymore
And all the kings horses
Well maybe from Larry King 

And I don't know who killed who
I'm having a sex change
To a woman who loves too much
My sister's a petty thief 

I
expect anymore from me
I ain't got much for you
It's all right 
If you want to get down
Keep it simple now (x2)

Time keeps slipping us by
When
a deal
Coke in the bill, weapons appeal, do what ya feel
From Park Hill to Jungle Nillz
So much that we gotta pay the bills
Give us the cream or get
it was, was it
Too good to be true?
Have nothing, get it all but too much of it then lose it again
Did I swallow hallucinogens, 'cause if not, where
on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
Because take a look around, motherfucker
Everyone's digging me

I live in a constant state of fear and misery
Do you miss me anymore?
And I don't even
on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin meet him
I'm sick of all this fooling around
And I haven't had much to do
It's nothing to worry about
Just a borderline case of manic depression
I follow
a local king, I'm a broke star
Swear so much I need to eat a fucking soap bar
Been around the world and fucked a few thousand chicks
Got a Range Rover
I'm not a virgin anymore
I just thought you should know
Darlin' I've been around
Yeah, I've been up and down your block

In fact, I have been
pump
But in walkin off, slow - it shows I got nuts
Come to the light, then to the darkness, glance at BB baby
I don't give a fuck; I, don't give a fuck
got to much to do can't sit around and wait

This world won't pass me by
I'll get all that I need
I'm given all I have, and I won't concede

We're
Where folks like you
Hang around too long
And pass out jobs to yer relatives 'n such
So you all keeps a lot, 'n nobody else
Ever gets too much...to speak
the machine
Eric Clapton, BB King, Eagles trafficking cream
And we run DMC I know you know what that mean
Running Rebels '93 white UNLV
Like what could that
I'm lost in my own town
I wonder why none of my friends come around anymore,
That's for sure, any more
I'd like to swing by and pick you up
I'll
Keep your mind on pay roll, and I guarantee you'll get mo'
Watch how quick you be rich, I strongly suggest
Get your paper and invest, and don't settle