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a sweety indeedy, I won't endorse
Hans Solo till I'm hit by the bullet, so may the force
Be with you, and I'll hit you when better time permits
For now, show
My name is Cupid Valentino, the modern day Cupid
And I just want to say one thing

Happy Valentine's Day
Every day the 14th!
I don't think y'all
figured at five to nine
But look at Epitaph, he wins it by a half
According to this here in the Telegraph
Epitaph, Valentine and Revere
I got the horse
right
Of course it all depends if it rained last night
I know it's Valentine, the morning works look fine
Besides the jockey's brother's a friend of mine
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
the horse needs race,
Needs race,
Needs race.
I go for Valentine,
'Cause on the morning line,
The guy has got him figured at five to nine.
Has chance,
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
Last night
I made a crazy deal
I wished for
An angel comes to me

But she can stay just for a day
And then she'll go away
I wished that
In my
war waged on the people government lies fueled by fear trust the unity and machine gun bullet in the head for my indiscretions how much oppression
figured at five-to-nine
But look at Epitaph, he wins it by a half
According to this here in the Telegraph
Epitaph, Valentine and Revere
I got the horse
still had us

Blood brothers closer than your next to kin
Thick as thieves and the best of friends
Take a bullet for each other

Yea brothers
more time

I fight on,
Fight on,
I'm the last matador of Bayonne
For tomorrow this place falls
Into silence

There's a path
Traveled by many
Where have we landed lost inside
Enemy's lines a hostile cry
Alone with no one by my side
To guide me through the dark of night
Yet before my
bullet stuck in your mouth
I have you screaming for your last breath, yeah
I shoved the boat deep inside
I still waiting for the devour

You take the high
Believe in me, I will go before you

So hang on every word I say
Don’t let them take you by surprise

Are you ready for a fight?
Then you’re in
Locked and loaded in the street
She grabbed my 44
I grabbed the money in the sack
She kissed me for the last time
And we headed out the back

Every gun was
head straight for your heart
Like a bullet in the dark
One by one, I take them down
We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight
I hear them
bullet stuck in your mouth
I have you screaming for your last breath, yeah
I shoved the boat deep inside
I still waiting for the devour

You take
Or by their lives we will fall

Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing
Sing revolution's song
Whey they say die
Die for America

War

They say that freedom
Habanera
La Habanera
She dances on the street at night
La Habanera
La Habanera
She is ready for a fight

Don't ask my why

Pedro Comacho
The former
So I stand on this hill with, my flag held high
With the will to survive, bullets flying by
Broken hearts scattered on this battlefield
Holding
be gone by morning. my dear friend I lost pur fight
Forget me. I wash myself in your grey slowing night. 

coming down from darkened heights. I
the chest
And throw her on the lawn
Call CNN it's on, get this on TV
The last one's for me
Aim with the pipe down dead in my head
And squeeze
Leave
should've gotten out when I thought I could

I get my fix for the last time
One more trip to the other side
I scratch my skin
'Cause you leave me dry