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my own.

Open the door, Richard! 
Why don't he know who he's throwing outta that joint? 
Why I'll go back in that joint and take a short stick
my own.

Open the door, Richard! 
Why don't he know who he's throwing outta that joint? 
Why I'll go back in that joint and take a short stick
and let me in
Open the door, Richard
Richard, why don't you open that door?
I know he's in there.
(how you know he's in there?)
Why, you got
the door, Richard
Richard, why don't you open that door? 

I know he's in there. 

(How you know he's in there?)

Why, you got on the suit.

I know I
and let me in
Open the door, Richard
Richard, why don't you open that door?
I know he's in there.
(how you know he's in there?)
Why, you got
Richard
		Open the door and let me in
		Open the door, Richard
		Richard, why don't you open that door?  

I know he's in there. 
	(how you know he's
Richard
		Open the door and let me in
		Open the door, Richard
		Richard, why don't you open that door?  

I know he's in there. 
	(how you know he's
We're sorry Richard's not at home
He'd like to spend the day alone
And we don't know why we believe
What we believe
We're sorry Jane can't come
matter what all of the businessmen said

Serious Richard, why do you frown like you do?
Why do you think the whole world is after you?
Well, you're
right in front of him."

"This is not a generational thing you don't even have to know 
Who Richard Nixon was to be a victim of his ugly Nazi
so?
I know you can
Man why don't you make it
the New Edition ?
I think you can do it
Well I'm gonna try
Listen to this right here

(Oh, Oh)
Words and music by randy owen, jeff cook, and richard scott
I got something cookin' and I'm boilin' way down deep.
While I'm hot and bothered why
and a 100 gallon keg of beer and
Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him
And they started takin' requests
Well don't get me wrong boys this is
and a 100 gallon keg of beer and Haggard dropped by
And brought Willie with him
And they started taking requests
Well don't get me wrong boys this is
Written by richard kerr & graham lyle

The last guest has gone

I can tell you're as thankful as I

A good time was had by all

And a little wine

I
scene 
Save us Polly Jean
We know not what we mean 

And it's only entertainment 
It's only entertainment 
Don't make it so hard 
Don't make it so
to the 'tel we go
Don't need a bed 'cause I'm good on the floor
When a chocolate masterpiece walks by,
I want to ride!

Can I ride, baby?
I want to ride!
the way I got big spitting stories
Being me’s X-Clan, Vanglorious
We’re not your favorite, fuck it
You know the system and you buck it
Have you
named Daisy,
She almost drives me crazy ........
She knows how to love me ,
Yes indeed
Boy you don't know,
What she's doing to me

Tutti Frutti,
Words and Music by Jeff Cook and Richard Scott
I am so happy with you in my arms.
Honey, don't you ever leave.
Lay back and love me and tellme
(Dr. Richard Peddicord)
I know this girl from London
She owns a house up on Fitching Row
And every night she takes some strange man to her room
left her all alone
Don't know why I dread just to call her home

Chorus:
She can't laugh, she can't cry
She's had enough, it's too much
When the sun goes
named Daisy,
She almost drives me crazy ........
She knows how to love me ,
Yes indeed
Boy you don't know,
What she's doing to me

Tutti Frutti,
drop through

Mirror, mirror, won't you tell me
All that glitters not saying very much
Don't know why I can't dedicate
They hear the call
To carry
Yeah, right, my daughters don't starve
Holdin' me down, pride and truth
The immaculate Dilated Peoples crew

Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty