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King Cole,
No no no Nat King Cole
No no Nat no no Nat no no Nat King Cole,
Baby,
Your giving birth to a jealous lover, baby
The situation is out
thought she was mine
She even passed out of town in my car
And left me with Nat King Cole
And the silver stars
Oh Nat King Cole and the silver stars
Scarlet up like a jukebox for a dreamboat delta queen
Raindroppin' all around
Put up the top you clown
And turn on the Nat King Cole
Off with the rock
tree in our living room
Fills the room with pine perfume
And colored lights dancing on the walls
While Nat King Cole sings "Deck The Halls"

Don't
-artist: nat king cole
-peak billboard position # 6 in 1954
-english words by carl sigman and music by gerhard winkler


Answer me, oh, my love
Just
-artist: nat king cole
-peak billboard position # 6 in 1954
-english words by carl sigman and music by gerhard winkler


Answer me, oh, my love
Just
While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World"
You request some song you hate, you sentimental fool
And it's the force of habit
If it moves then you
Northern wind
Chimney smoke
Love and pain
Joy and hope

These are the days of Christmas

Colored lights and mistle toe
Cinnamon and Nat King Cole
[2x]

Ohh, I'm that history I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's
gonna break me 

Ohh, I'm that history I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me
Live lyrics from the bank of reality
I kick da fliest dope maneuver technicality
To a dope track, you wanna hike git out ya backpack
Um in my flav-mobile
or record he sell I get a piecey
Easy, believe me, my words is credible
Ask Nat Cole huh, I'm unforgettable
Don't let the QB get a hold of your guy
Sex
metro
Live lyrics from the bank of reality
I kick da fliest dope maneuver technicality
To a dope track, you wanna hike git out ya backpack
Um in my
metro
Live lyrics from the bank of reality
I kick da fliest dope maneuver technicality
To a dope track, you wanna hike git out ya backpack
Um in my
'Who's the Boss?' Not Tony Danza
Apart so Lorne Greene on 'Bonanza'
'Unforgettable' as Nat King Cole
Rough like a rodeo, hangin like a scarecrow
I get
the day
I'll do it
Back in the day, back in the day

Ohh yeah

Y'all remember back in the day, you dig
Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Ella
Chorus:
(4x) Jack Frost nipping at your nose
(sample of Nat King Cole)

I'm sporting trippled down rain gear.
Dumping on flying rain deer
And that
as you wish!)
Hey! Don't say yes until I finish talking

And while you've got me on a roll
Let's find a role for Nat King Cole
Tell Mankiewicz his
Back in the day, back in the day

Oh yeah

Y'all remember back in the day, you dig
Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Ella Fitzgerald

Yeah
You couldn't see me with a pair of bifocals
I got the soul of Nat King Cole
If I go gold, I won't front the role
And go commercial, no not me
Never
a turning page

Mama's always on stage

Hey, let me guess, you're bored
Wanna get loose, attack the dance floor
Cool, I'll hold her, you have a good
like my shoes much less di in sole
Him a pirate, and di truth must be told

Him caan fi get nobody him must sing Nat King Cole
Seh him nah stop DJ till
We are dying, we are dying
Are we gonna die? are we gonna die?
We are dying

Light a blunt, throw on nas, collect my thoughts
Blow the candles out
and a dream
Just a dollar and a dream

Cole
Walk with a nigga, I give you my pain
So much on my mind I wonder how it fit in my brain
Scattered thoughts,
whistling at blond-oes
I said a prayer with my eyes closed
As I loaded the roscoe's at the sink, yo
I been a bullet on the brink
But being a young king