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The Lonely Island · Aunt Bettys · Aunt Jemima · Aunt Eller · Po' Broke & Lonely? · Lonely Boys · The Lonely Bears · Lonely Trailer · Lonely Kings · Jonathan Knight & the Lonely Harpsichord – and 29 other artists »
Electric Aunt Jemima (Frank Zappa) · Aunt Betty (Middle Class Rut ) · Aunt Molly's Murray Farm/The Gramercy Park Sheik (Stefan Grossman) · Aunt Molly's Murray Farm (Stefan Grossman) · Aunt Camella's Italian Favorites, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Aunt Camella's Italian Favorites, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dear Aunt Arctica (Radish) · I F****d My Aunt (The Lonely Island) · Aunt Bettys (Aunt Bettys) · Aunt Jackie [Digital Single] (Jason Fox) – and 90 other albums »
girl. Went to see Aunt Mary now, said she was to be my bride. Went to see Aunt Mary now, said she was to be my bride. I'm so alone and lonely, now that
The light that fill my lonely cell, Is blocked out by the key, That locks the door to this hell, The place they wanted me. Time's racing like
And I'm lonely [Chorus] I would rather fall from grace completely Than let you change my mind And I would rather bet my life against the rising
museums Will I see you? Will I see you? Will I see you? Will I see you? In European museums Will I see you? My life is opera My life is opera My life is
Lonely on an island shore There's no one around. The day is grown older now As I catch the thought of you. I lay awake at night With you on my mind;
People rejoiced instead of financing Your preconceived notions were shattered By these super old white people dancing [The Lonely Island] The Big Apple,
Aye yo, new lonely island, two thousand eleven, Let's get 'em Kiv! Aye yo my dick don't work, that shit is soft as a pillow My girlie looking
me And I'm lonely I would rather fall from grace completely, than let you change my mind I would rather bet my life against the rising of the sun
renew virginity [Chorus] Awaiting the sunset on this lonely shore Home, a strange word in my mouth I call on the winds to lead me through
I like it. We climbed for hours and days and years And centuries the islands sole lonely mountain Until we were high enough to see the otters
the sticks and ride around There's a man up on a mountaintop who wants to go down and breathe the salt air by the shore There's a guy on an island he ain't
"Well, good for you. But we have something too." So said my aunt. A bowling alley and lunch counter Filled with fellas on their lunch break,
of the woods came more robots by the dozens, Daddies, mommies, aunts, and uncles, grandmas, grandpas, and cousins? Whole robo-families, thirsting for blood.
to my chosen under an apple tree "Let's get married," I don't walk, I get carried By a motorcade of voter-age women on rollerblades In cute sleeveless
Day by day I miss you so You have to go my love Where a ship so far away You don't tell that will return Before the autumn comes Everyday I
the days of my life Cold, dark September When the eagle took flight I had to stay, I had to stay I cried a river to the empty sky Someone deliver me by
to view Down all the days to 1992 So lonely on this island ever since she set me free. Breaking out of my isolation Reaching out with hands across
and confused 16 year underdog still donning Under-roos Sorry Busta, I know my flow sounds used Written and directed by the likes of John Hughes Recycled
never go to Shutter Island Cut life like a diamond and I fall through the atrium, My life's falling apart the shards in my cranium sharks In my
romance) Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time (she have me in a fantasy island) Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
it this way if I wasn't here alone Have another glass of wine and let her go I'm alone ooh I'm lonely as I hear the seabirds call Seven islands
you're good the world gives you The things you ask for New York was I wrong when I built my dreams on a little island Did I ever really want them
chilly, chilly, chilly winds blowing Lovely spring coming soon Chilly, chilly, chilly, chilly winds blowing Lovely spring coming soon I wear my body
I was living rather quietly by my village in the trees Don't bother anybody and they don't bother me I'm always kind to passers-by, I never make
I know the name Of a lonely place It's called: la vista de luna When you're a part Of the island-life You feel so warm inside uh, heaven's child Uh,