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Everything Is Beautiful in Its Own Way (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Des Ombres et des Lumières (Fréro Delavega) · Des Ombres Et Des Lumières [Deluxe Version] (Fréro Delavega) · Des Ombres et des Lumières (Fréro Delavega) · Des Jours et des Lunes (Jali) · Des Ombres et des Lumières (Fréro Delavega) · Des Jours et Des Lunes (Glenn Miller & His Orchestra) · L’Imagier Des Lettres Et Des Mots (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Des Visages des Figures (Noir Désir) · Des Visages des Figures (Noir Désir) – and 90 other albums »


What a beautiful day it's been at Beth Shalom, Miami
I'm rabbi Peter Rosenberg and I wanna congratulate our Bar Mitzvah Ricky Rozay
I've never seen
come back to me? Yeah, you're beautiful.
It's your love that I desire, my heart is on fire,
Oh baby, come back to me, yeah, you're beautiful
Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club

More champagne, Mr. 4-Tay?

From day one, I had to get my money
Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club

More champagne, Mr. 4-Tay?

From day one, I had to get my money
Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club

More champagne, Mr. 4-Tay?

From day one, I had to get my money
Ev-ev-every day I see my dream
Every day I see my-every day I see my dream (I see my dream son!)
Everyday I see my dream

Every time I dive in my pool
It's hard
Every day I see my dream. 
Every day I see my, every day I see my dream. 
Every day I see my dream. 
Ev ev every day I see my dream. 
Every day I
Olha que coisa mais linda, Look at this thing, most lovely 
Mais cheia de graça most graceful 
É ela menina It's her, the girl 
Que vem que passa
What a beautiful day (hey hey)
I'm the king of all time
And nothing is impossible
In my all powerful mind
It was the fifth of November, when time
(Chorus)
Me and my homies we tighter than a glove
Chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
Cuz
juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by
on the beach
I wanna get away
So take me to another place
We'll have a better day
Just leave it all up to me
Copacabana in the sand
Drinking my head
Beautiful
spray our day 
Then wake up on the beach 
I wanna get away 
So take me to another place 
We'll have a better day 
Just leave it all up to me
Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club

More champagne, Mr. 4-Tay?

From day one, I had to get my money
be a day like this
The orchestra in my mind don't play like this (naw),
But I'm prepared for it
Got a lil rare for it
Brushed off my airs
Even cut my
I'm just tryna make better music
Get this money, share the profits
Now this class getting led by students
Smoke some weed, get head while I do it
you'd have a job explaining it to Richard Coeur de Lion 
Animation, bar conversation, anticipation, disinclination 
Poor old wino turns with dust in his
L'as de trefle (1) n'a pas de conseil a donner
[the ace of clubs has no advice to give]
Prends le vague a l'ame ou la vie do bon cote
[take the vague
I'm just tryna make better music
Get this money, share the profits
Now this class getting led by students
Smoke some weed, get head while I do it
when day comes pray so a miracle will keep it protected,
Some of us gotta go but you know it you expect it,
I gotta believe, in more than I see,in
Day one god smiled
Gave us all the wisdom of a new born child
But by the time we take our first step
We've already begun to forget

What
Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom
Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run
Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up
I used to sing songs at the break of the day
Zip a de do da, zip a dee ay
Workin' myself into a frenzy
But I don't do that no more no way

I
as

The rail-king lay rocking
He was leaving the ground
Then he was flying like Santa Claus
Over the town where
He came to the window
Of a house by a stream
It
illusions overlook the courtyard
The horizons I have not heavy
When I worked all day
It m'reste more to dream
Qu'les flowers horrible my room

My illusions