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a k-mart dress, now you're
Designed by dior
Oh my... you must be good for something
You're much to good for me

Porn imagination
Boobs on every station
You
Take me home, sir
I'm trying

Surrounded by idiots
Outnumbered by boobs
An office full of morons, a planet full of fools
Is it any wonder, I'm singing
the VIP
My money can't fit in clips
I tell the hoes when they strip
That they can play with my clit

Ooooh
Boobs, boobs, boobs, boobs, lotta boobs
and a casual stroll from the town beach to the dock
The girls they walk in two's and three's, their pretty cotton frocks teased by the breeze.
And I will find
nobody ride him but Boss Jack 
Come on children bend your back work a little faster fill your sack 
Then you hitch up the wagon take it to the gin finish
me honey, but nobody's in my lane 
When you was in New York you was fuckin' the Yankee 
I was fuckin' with bass, I was pitchin' da frankie 
These
hijacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave

Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on it's elbows and knees
It's
his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave

Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's
Will be snorted off some stripper boobs and that's no joke
It's the party of the century that's right
Unfortunately it's tomorrow night

[Chorus]
learned what to do with it
I'm the king so I'm stakin' my claim
In the rappin' game
Y'know? for all players, I am the speaker
I'm also known as the hot
There's a feeling comes a-stealing
And it sets my brain a-reeling
When I'm list'ning to the music of a military band
Any tune like "Yankee Doodle"
I'm not dead
You're tired in bed
But a Jack of all trades, there's stuff that gets made
Wait for your lucky day

See my trade and now it's gone
Brings
there from everywhere attracted by the sound
At the first Fleadh Ceoil in Europe, and Joxer passed the flagon round.

But the session it ended when
to the side by like
What did I have to in the line of the barkin' of the bright side
You tried to scare me but I won't mover-a
The bully of the block becomes
The grief had passed, the old men laughed, and all the girls screamed
'Cause four guys from England took us all by the hand
It was time to laugh, time
presents by the score 
She'd take each lad for all he had 
And then she'd take him to the door.

Tra la la la la she'd always say 
Tra la la la la in
Paree
The Frenchman he would never see
It's only for Americans
The prices in the smart cafe
The Frenchman he would never pay
The price that's more is
myself this time

Just keep clappin' the hands, it feels good
Feels nice and warm in here right now
I'm feelin' free, if you feel free, clap your hands
Ah,
tighter than a dick in the butt
Jus' hopped off the plane came back from Vancouv'
Little white tee sum boobs n bamboo
White girls tell me hey Nicki your
tighter than a dick in the butt
Jus' hopped off the plane came back from Vancouv'
Little white tee sum boobs n bamboo
White girls tell me hey Nicki your
I come by tens
You come by threes
But Jack the Barber Shaver
Come by sea
And all the time
Can't say that I mind
Working for free
I'm really
and Kerouac 
Shootin' dice and playin' Ramblin' Jack's guitar 
With the cowboy paintin' pickguard on it 
And they sat in the back and drank for free
fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
And don't you have a worry in the world

Words and Music by Jack Williams
the hands, it feels good
Feels nice and warm in here right now
I'm feeling free
If you feel free clap your hands
Come on
and an apple for mommy
Conservative say there ain't no black in the Union Jack
Democrats say there ain't enough white in the Stars and Stripes

Compton,