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The Impressions/The Never Ending Impressions (The Impressions) · Jealous Heart & Other Original Favourites (Al Morgan) · Jealous (John Lee Hooker) · Jealous (Chromeo) · Jealous Heart (Connie Francis) · Jealous (I Ain't With It) (Chromeo) · The Jealous Kind/Plain from the Heart (Delbert McClinton) · Jealous (Chromeo) · House of Jealous Lovers (The Rapture) · Jealous Kind of Fella (Garland Green) – and 90 other albums »


for the
Papal visit
Human trash roam the town
Woke up by hosanna
Helicopters strip the land
First impressions will be the last
Woke up at 2
Saw her there in the fading light
In full bloom on a summer night
Nothing but the man in the moon
Was standing in my way

I was drunk
always worry about a bitch (jealous, jealous)

(Them jealous girls)

Jealous girl and you know it too
You arguing with your man fighting about me boo
If he
Jealous man cannot work
Hold a job too long
Jealous man cannot work
Can't leave his woman home alone

He can do no ?
'Cause that fool might
on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

Now can your
secret plans
My jealous mind is thinking as I paddle through the sleeping alligators
She don't know I know about her Louisiana man
How I love that
He was born and raised around Jacksonville a nice young man bout the kind to kill
But the jealous fight and the flashing blades sent him on the run
Jealous lovin'll make you crazy
If you can't find your goodness
'Cause you lost your heart

I went looking for a cause
Or a strong cat without claws
Or any
a thin man smoking a fat cigar
Jealous lovin'lI make you crazy
If you can't find your goodness
'Cause you've lost your heart

What are you going to do
Jealous!

(Talking over the singing)
Jealous!?! What he mean jealous, know what I'm saying?
He just mad cause he got with some ugly hoes, know
judges all by outward impressions
Our status is classed through amounting possessions
Whilst shrouding the truth through delightful 
Expression
outlaws on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
Look in my eyes.

We tradin war stories.
We outlaws on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
Look in my
can
I can tell by the way he looks at you buddy
He's sure out with temper jealous man
What's that you say I guess you're right it's nothin' to me
[
, a poor man, a fool or a witty
Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity

We had a sister Sally, she was ugly and misshapen
By the time she was
Empowered by the poisonous touch of my silver plated advocate, 
I gently squeeze its trigger to paint him red. 
Decide a man's fate and impersonate god. 
I
sees her
He starts to shake he starts to cough
Just like the old man in
That famous book by Nabakov

Don't stand so close to me
buddy.
Drink up, and leave while you can.
I can tell by the way he looks at you buddy.
He sure a quick tempered jealous man.
Chorus two
There you are
As I stood by his grave the impression was strong
One minute we're here and the next we're gone
And with each breath of life that is given to us
We
Suffer
Arrogance
Reasserts itself
Vigilance
Obstacles enhanced by way of impotence
Shed thine
Vociferous
The subtle complex
My most
to shake he starts to cough
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabokov

Don't stand so close to me
on ourselves
Let it straight by the words of somebody else

And oh the life of a man
His head above the water and pushed under again
And oh I've seen it one
on ourselves
Let it straight by the words of somebody else

And oh the life of a man
His head above the water and pushed under again
And oh I've seen it one
on my chest so I can't get shot by cupid
Man man I'm the man the ladies can't understand 
How I can marry my grands with no wedding band or best man
draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand, 
Sing of a lover's fate sealed by jealous hate 
Then wash my hand in the sea. 
With just three days more I'd
and deadly 
It's the fear of the future 
It's just surgeons and sutures 
It's a spandex obsession 
It's a lasting impression 

Do you feel the power 
Do you