Search results for first thing first by tg sheppard

We've found 4,678 lyrics, 75 artists, and 100 albums matching first thing first by tg sheppard:


Albums:

Juggling the Thing of a Thing of a Thing (Michael Whitmore) · The Best of T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · Finally the Best of T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · Golden Legends: T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · Sheppard EP (Sheppard) · The Very Best of T.G. Sheppard [Cleopatra] (T.G. Sheppard) · Chris Sheppard's Club Cutz 505 (Chris Sheppard) · Forever Gold: T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · The Very Best of T.G. Sheppard [KRB] (T.G. Sheppard) – and 90 other albums »


Some Things You Never Get Used To
Diana Ross and the Supremes
Written and produced by Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson) 

Charted for 7 weeks in
And I'm the type to tell
Ya daughter things 
I float high
Don't try and cut my water wings
I'm still myself
Suicide bars I kill myself
Charge it
Get some clarity ocean-side

Realize what you know that you know by now that
First light was, last light was alright when
The circle married
don't want to throw it away!
Still remember the first word you wrote
And every single note that you've played!
Got a book and you learned it by road
Long
First I Look at the Purse
by the J. Geils Band
Some fellas look at the eyes
Some fellas look at the nose
Some fellas look at the size
Some
Yeah, this one's for the workers who toil night and day 
By hand and by brain to earn your pay 
Who for centuries long past for no more than your
have listened long ago
So who'll be the first to say I told you so

Filled with love so strong that ruled my heart and soul
Blinded by the lies you
to hear a thing I say or do 
Then I know there's nothing I can do for you 
This ain't my first rodeo 
This ain't the first time this old cowboy's been
and a family to call mine
Oh, it's the little things that always get me by
Yeah, it's the little things, that always makes
Always makes me smile

First
Good nookie, oh yeah!
On my first date 
Take me straight to the bank
Why yo baby momma wanna fight me?
Already know she don't like me
Say I'm
At the end of the summer there's a couple of days
Before the weather starts shiftin' and changin' it's ways
The winds blow so gently on the things
you twist, whatever lies you tell
Food is the first thing, morals follow on

[Chorus]
So first make sure that those, who now are starving
Get
before da first time we laid down in da bed you ain't know da kinna thing dat 
Played around in my head I ain't play around wen I said you gun member dis
Poet and musician sing the same old tune
To the sweethearts that come and go
Let your intuition aided by the moon
Tell you little things the poet
to hear or see a thing I say or do, 
Then I know there's nothing I can do for you. 

This ain't my first rodeo. 
This ain't the first time this old
uh oh

We like the same things
That makes living so sweet
Loving at movies
In, in the balcony seats
Let's go steady
You are my first love

So
I'm all made up
By the things that I feel.
Too many words
Can turn your heart into steel.
I'm turning to the window,
Full of memories.
I'm turning
like the same things, that make living sweet
Loving like movies, in the balcony seat
Let's go steady, you are my first love

So, please, listen to me
Poet and musician sing the same old tune
To the sweethearts that come and go
Let your intuition aided by the moon
Tell you little things the poet
Poet and musician sing the same old tune
To the sweethearts that come and go
Let your intuition aided by the moon
Tell you little things the poet
you twist or whatever lies that you tell
Food is the first thing, morals follow on

So first make sure that those who are now starving
Get proper
adored by the one
who first led my heart astray
I'm adored, absolutely adored
What a wonderful thing to be able to say

So ring out the bells, and let
retreating
To ovals of white.
The urge to feel your face
And blood rushing to paint my hand print
A Frisbee one by one
Your vinyl on laminate
Desperate for
every day has a reason 
Every night is the real thing, woahhh 

Girl you make it feel like the first time 
Like there's never been another 
Girl you
Poet and musician sing the same old tune
To the sweethearts that come and go
Let your intuition aided by the moon
Tell you little things the poet