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having fun
I saw you standing in the corner
Looking for someone

I knew I would never be the same
I knew it once I heard your name

Tiffany
I wanna
The warden came along and asked me what I was thinking of
Last year in the summer with a Tiffany lamp over her head

Well I grabbed her by the hand and with
something shiny

Like diamond ring
Just a little something from Tiffany's
Or a big ruby
You know that has always looked good on me

I won't tell (I wont't
I got a guy
He don't dress me in sable
He looks nothing like Gable
But he's mine
And I think he's too divine
I got a guy
When he starts into
I got a guy
He don't dress me in sable
He looks nothing like Gable
But he's mine
And I think he's too divine

I got a guy
When he starts into
I got a guy
He don't dress me in sable
He looks nothing like Gable
But he's mine
And I think he's too divine

I got a guy
When he starts into
I'm sleeping in girls' room
I'm sleeping in the sky
I'm sleeping in the water
I'm sleeping in girls' room
I'm sleeping in girls' room
I
If I was Jay-Z, you'd be my Beyonce
We could rock the nation like they do
And if I was Da Vinci, you'd be Mona Lisa
Paint a smile perfectly on you.
I got a guy
He don't dress me in sable
He looks nothing like Gable
But he's mine
And I think he's too divine

I got a guy
When he starts into
I got a guy
He don't dress me in sable
He looks nothing like Gable
But he's mine
And I think he's too divine

I got a guy
When he starts into
In summer bridged hiding from the tutors
Bumpin gums about the future
You said that one day we'd be ruled by computers
I said, "It's like that now
Time is the healer, time was on my hands
The bus stopped at tiffany's
So i went to hear the band
I saw Cinderella, then the curtain dropped
Time
The warden came along and asked me what I was thinking of
Last year in the summer with a Tiffany lamp over her head

Well I grabbed her by the hand and with
guess, all those things you've always pined for

Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, Tony
With diamond watches Tiffany's just don't sell, baby
Until
wasn't focused on the cue.

I grew up with David Lee and Tiffany,
In love with Billy Jean
And I was terrified of Freddy.

I grew up, no DVD's,
A danish and coffee to take away 
By cab I'm only minutes away 
From breakfast at tiffany's 
A place I feel so much at ease 

The man upstairs
song
I might blow up my radio, oh

You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
Man don't live off of the hype huh
Real ting eh

Yeah
I pull up in Lexus' like it's '07
I just hit a lick
I got to hit a next one
Last year I
song
I might blow up my radio, oh

You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
[Krayzie - 2x]
I talk to myself (myself), when there is no one to talk to

[Tiffany]
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin to yourself every
were born inside of Tiffany's
But you like them losers baby
So I know you're always staying with me

Monday, Tuesday, all throughout the weekdays
Dance-ah feel the heat
Rock your body to the native beat

chorus
Step by step
Slowly I turn
Step by step
Come on

Well here I am I got
like the cleaners
Fly by with the shine bright gleamers
Flossin' with the lime Via Spigas
Make it hurt with the H Class pieces

I take back shots, take
(Tiffany, J. Brooks, T. Feehan)

I don't like the way I feel
But I don't understand
Why I hide the things I do
And I don't care who's wrong or right
up the pretty girls
Body buildings sickly fed
Need my TV, I need my meds
Tiffany my vanity
Compared to you, compared to me
I'm a pawn in the hype