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Hot pink volcano in the heart of the tornado
Is shaking the lemonade tree
Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace
That boils the lemonade free

And it
Peru
His heart was jumping like a kangaroo
Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo
It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes

But Floyd was
like a bong
I heard it backwards
Hidden in a Pink Floyd song
Stella Radiata
It's got to set your mind at ease
Spinning on the tire swing
Flying
How pink volcano in the heard of the torndao
Is shaking the lemonade tree
Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace
That boils the lemonade free
a little bit better
In my pink sunglasses
You can try 'em anytime you need a change of the weather
At $9.99, I'm perfectly disguised
When I'm walking by
to ride, I won't bite, she climbs inside
Says hell no, I wanna drive

Forget Pink and purple paisleys
Little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain't no pot of gold in
put your hands where I can see 'em

Smells funny in here, what you're lookin' at boy
Sir my name's not boy it's Wyclef Jean
Oh sir that's that
Makin' livings off sixteens (Sixteens)
Tryna get Floyd money on the low
And do my thang without bein' seen
Everything that shine don't bling, gold (Hell
home in rain and thunder)
Bless the night before the day grows old
(With pink and...With pink and gold)

It's just a moment of terror
A fraction of bliss
rose

She's the poor man's gold, she's the anarchist crucible
Flyin' in the face of the despot cannibal
Pretty pink rose

Never let it rain
Never rain
Louis store I already done it

Got a pocket full a money and I'm sippin' Easter pink
Diamonds round my neck same color Easter pink
Gotta college girl
a mill in the bank
The last riff that I played was Pink Floyd Money
And won't play again until I'm getting Pink Floyd money
Comfortably number one in
pink flamingos, pink flamingos

People slow down when they drive by
They wave and smile but there's envy in their eyes
We ain't rich and won't be for
sitting there in my pink toenails

I've got my walkman and my Cosmo and my ticket to ride
All I need is my box of chocolates and you here by my side
Parted like a golden sea
Adrenaline rushes through me
Feels fast
Hope the moment lasts forever
Yeah
In perfect pink and gold it contained you
Eve tempted Adam with an apple
But man I ain't going for that
I know it was her pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down
And what will I do with you?
Pink and blue
True gold
Nine days old

Nice new clothes on you and an old cardboard produce box for a cradle
I mashed some
bitter) when I get to the safe house
Hanging rhyme
Hang this crummy blitz trad. by its neck
Pink press threat
I escaped the pink prole effect

Gent in
fells
When I'm rollin' g
Shit!
I'm never gonna quit
Bout to hit the switch
So I can dip on the strip
Pull in sideways than I cock it on 3
Everybody
pretty into you.

The bus it rolled up into Franklin at dawn and everything seemed super slo-mo.
The Waffle House waitress that asked us if we were Pink
A bum was in my trash
He's pickin' out all the cans firewater
Burnin' up his poor swollen glands
The Lysol and Listerine

It went to his head
Everybody calls me the girl in a little pink Mack
The bumpers of chrome and so are the wheels and the stacks
It's got polka dot curtains hangin'
Eve tempted Adam with an apple
But man I ain't going for that
I know it was her pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down
young and on fire
It just couldn't wait
Six weeks in, she was three weeks late

One means nothing and we're home free
Two means three and a diamond