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fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, "Yo, that was def!"
And everything seemed alright
the light circle again 

Just be yourself 
You're like no one else 
There's nobody like you 
You can't find it on the shelf 
Just let the world know
know
That you're ready for show
Count 3 and let go
Before you turn around and go home

There ain't no sanctuary
Young Jeff Buckley blood
You're
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
Sinatra died
And the night, Jeff Buckley died
And the night, Kurt Cobain died
And the night, John Lennon died
I remember I stayed up
To watch the news
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
a couple girlies, and they were lookin pretty good if you know what I mean
So I freshened my breath and stepped on the scene (hit it)
I walked over to em,
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, yo, that was def!
And everything seemed alright
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, "Yo, that was def!"
And everything seemed alright
rock it? There'll be a doom call
Man, my posse is worldwide known
All the way from Philly to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff
slut, do as you are told
FZ: Sex, and lots of it
Rev. Jeff Ling: Fixed her good.
FZ: Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex!

Senator Hawkins: I would be interested
Jerry Jeff Walker, John Inmon, Keith Sykes

Oh these days, I'm a nervous wreck,
Trying to live my life so politically correct
Don't smoke here, don't
seriously, it's been a while since we dropped one
But it's out now, go buy the album
If you bought the last one you know it was krush
But if you didn't man,
worn all over the world
By real cowboy, women's and pearls
He even made one for me he jokingly called "the old friend"

Bridge:
Well when old friends
Jerry Jeff Walker

In a boarding house, I'd lay upstairs,
And dream of how I'd live someday
Downstairs there sat, a man who had
A guitar he never
don't wanna know how business feels
I walk strong carry a big stick
Sell myself all packed and thick
When they sound the drum you know its time to roll
Jerry Jeff Walker, John Inmon, Keith Sykes

Oh these days, I'm a nervous wreck,
Trying to live my life so politically correct
Don't smoke here, don't
on
You about ready to do it over there

You ready too
You about ready to do it over there
You ready

I said one two three four
In slow
Now hear I
of us know

Discombobulatin' with jesus
I'm stopping satan
No racial barrier can stop the holy ghost
And here we are intrigued by visible gains
Millions
even know it, we were tighter than old Jimmy J's pants
Ain't nothing to learn, one slide or a turn
With a big move over to the side
Where we don't have
camera, that shit be throwin' me off
You ready?
Start it off
(You go)
You ain't gotta leave out, it's just I know I'm on film ya heard me?
So it fuck
kid, named Jay.
That jeff calls gay, and beats up, doesn't look very normal today
So I give a little smile and he gives one back
Then he walks by
our lot, we ourselves must be its author and finisher. As a nation of free men, we will live forever, or die by suicide.

(Abraham Lincoln, address
can clap
Uh, Mr. James Poyser, was here as well
Uh I'd like to thank DJ Jazzy Jeff for popping by
I'd like to thank you at home of course
And I
opened at a quarter to ten it was the same old thing all over again
I was doin bad my future was bleek
I'd rather play games than eat or sleep until one