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Mary's baby's eyes are blue he is to be the chosen few
There's just one thing she's got to do to conceive the latent gene
His absent father's
is clear)
(Irene, a coast is clear)
"Ahoy there, Mr. Watson, lower the mainsail!" (Irene, the coast is clear)
"Aye Aye, Cap'n... much obliged."
"By
to love me now 

Don't you know how hard I tried to hold out just for you? 
Lovin' you from mem'ry day by day 
Then someone came into my life, turned my
One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Just sittin' diggin' all the scenes at Smokey Joes's Cafe
A chick came walkin' through
dig it?
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do - ow!

Tell 'em bout it, Watson
My baby now, when she walks by
All
hands
When the singing's done, and the suns up they'll be gone."
While her mother has a point, I might resent the implication.
That every boy who plays
a Shortie from the heights have her play with my colembo
Uh, just let me catch my little breath an shit you won’t accept a kid
Cause your destiny is for
One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Just sittin diggin'all the scenes at Smokey Joes's Cafe
A chick came walkin through the door
But in all candor, I would tell you it's, it's outrageous filth. So, I'll be looking from this Senator's standpoint, not just to bring pressures but
That's a gun pointed at your head

Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown,
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson, wanted man in this next town
bout a hundred
I'm callin up your wife, she wants to spin the night
She say her man ain't doin right and want to suck my pipe
Rainbow Inn, 20 after 10
every one
Just memories of the past - of a time that's

Been and gone
All those wild and crazy nights - they still
Dance before her eyes
(those
My oh my walkin' by
Who's the apple of my eye
Why it's my very own
Clonie

Oh if I should stroll the 'hood
Who knew I could look so good
Just
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)

Thing-fish:
Now, dis nasty sucker is de respondable party fo de
My house is no mansion
But it still holds my treasures
Things that will never be sold
There's a few things in this world
That just can't be
Plaster caster, grab a hold of me faster
And if you wanna see my love, just ask her
And my love is the plaster
And yeah, she's the collector
She wants
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Nceal her pubic hair
Plaster caster, grab a hold of me faster
And if you wanna see my love, just ask her
And my love is the plaster
And yeah, she's the collector
She wants
of the mix of Black and White
We're livin' in a land where
The law say the mixing of race
Makes the blood impure
She's a woman I'm a man
But by the look
a very special treat
More than just history on parade

Giant nozzles, bolts and beams
They called her Atlas by all means
Blood, sweat and tears were
I am a dominant gene, live as I die
Never say forever cause forevers a lie
I can see right through it so I can't ignore you
The story changes but
to satisfy her needs.

She's older than the years she holds
And ageing fast with each day passing by
On a downhill run to nowhere
'Cause the hunger never
See her by the corner
Then she walks on by
Heads turn to meet her
Steely eyed
She's her own girl
Her own design
She holds her head high
Hides
By now she's putting on her makeup
Bet she's been crying all night long
By now her heart is surely breaking
Just like this cold gray Georgia dawn
Just know that He loves her
Stay by her side
And love her like Jesus
Love her like Jesus

The gifts lie in wait in a room painted blue
A little blessing