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The sky is burning in this lonely land
And I kneel by the river
And I feel the sand and the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from
[ Charlie Wilson ]
You have no idea 
[ Roger Troutman ]
(You have no idea)
[ Charlie Wilson ]
what I'm goin through
[ Yolanda Harris/Shirley
Charlie had ambition like you have never seen 
Charlie had one driving goal in his life 
To get a woman close enough to him to make her his wife 
He had
answered
"Yes, we have no bananas
We have-a no bananas today.
Just try those coconuts
Those walnuts and doughnuts
There ain't many nuts like they.
answered
"Yes, we have no bananas
We have-a no bananas today.
Just try those coconuts
Those walnuts and doughnuts
There ain't many nuts like they.
answered
"Yes, we have no bananas
We have-a no bananas today.
Just try those coconuts
Those walnuts and doughnuts
There ain't many nuts like they.
California, Here I Come
Written by Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
Jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
Neal
Hola! Ese bato loco!

I'm going bananas,
And I feel like my poor little mind is being devoured by piranhas,
For I'm going bananas.

I'm non
a million-and-two seller

Hey, will you take off that hat? You look like George Washington!
I'll throw you across the river.
You'll throw me across? The what?
on the banana peel
My luck she is running very good

(Oo-lay, oo-lay-ee-dee)

He got girls like Indian Rajah
(Oo-lay, oo-lay-ee-dee)

I don't need no Rita
[Chorus: Justin Timberlake (Uncle Charlie Wilson)]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's
bitch ass nigga
Quit playing with the hoe, and let me borrow the bitch

[Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
You got what I want
Tell me if you want, just what I
over on the white hot sand
Here he come with some for me
Freshly taken from banana tree
(1,2,3,4)
Banana man me want a tan
Give me double
I still recall the morning that I met you
Standing out in front of Wilson's five and dime
Staring through the window at the jewelry
Hungry for
A lot of maxing and relaxing
See'mon baby girl give a player some action, I'm askin

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg (Charlie Wilson)]
Mm, the perfect girl,
what I mean? Let's go

[Chorus]
Hey girl, How you doin'
My name is Charile, last name Wilson
I was wonderin' if I could take you out
Show you
sound in honolulu
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m recording studios
Brian wilson/eugene landy

I was sittin' in a crummy movie with my
(wilkin/burch/wilson)

Your love is like a ramblin' rose
The more I feed it the more it grows
Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose yeah

Ramblin' rose you're
Rooster Hill
By Ronnie Rogers


Last Saturday night on rooster hill
I lost 4 one hundred dollar bills
Came home with my champion cock cut all
the motherland, make yourself at home
I got money loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money maker, player hater
Charlie got a chainsaw and a pickle jar of formaldehyde
One way or another tonight she will be going for a ride
The roses and the poems he wrote,
teens, beauty like we'd never seen
Our heroes led us by the hand
Through Brian Wilson's promised land
Where Disney's God and he commands
Both mice
designs
And will they be surprised
Open letter and no-one
To read or to return

Observers all, and all so far away
Like Mt. Wilson from the magpie
Time: 2:58 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
for the cash machine
Down in Chainsaw Charlie's morgue

We'll sell your flesh by the pound you'll go
A whore of wrath just like me
We'll sell ya