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outside it's like showbiz

I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up, if we all die then we all shall
But only one thang gonna get us by and that's the ball game,
I
Soft as a dove
Touching the hand that lays next to me
Innocent light
Leading us through a moment in time

Then you came home
I let you cry like
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin’ your drink on, tell ‘em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it’s
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz 

I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up, if we all die then we all shall
But only one thang gonna get us by and that's
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin’ your drink on, tell ‘em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it’s
Spring sweet rhythm dance in my head
Slip into my lover's hands
Kiss me won't you kiss me now
And sleep I would inside your mouth
Don't be us too
got a new recruit to this land of hope and glory
Hands behind backs and legs apart and tell us all of your unfortunate story
Who me, sir?
Yes, you sir!
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
[Twin Spirit N. 32]
I'm So Sad !
There's No Point In Living Anymore
My Nature Has Been Twisted By
Your Presence In This Unreal World

And I Wish I
this is what I do)
(I'm of the) hood (This the remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up Hood (put em up, put em up, put em up)
My hood niggas can
And your own sitcom
Brandy hand me one of the platinum hits
People talk but they don't know the half of it
Well the fact this is, we're in the worst
Your voice would fill the night
I think of yesterday, I wanna hold you
Your worn out hands don't touch me now
Your words don't mean anything

God help us
we'll make ya niggaz cry

Hands on your head, knees on the ground
Bitch yous gots to get down
You done seen this shit befo so you know how the story go
a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down, 
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style, 
See this the remix bay I might just put that tonguing
We met on the shore of a lemonade lake. 
Weeping willows looked down where we lay. 
Orange blossoms I smell in your hair. 
Butterfly, flutter by
the squash beef state
You thinkin' makeup, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
This twin Eagle's of Ares coupe, might as well ride by in an ambulance
My parachute
[Genius]
Tell Me That What I See Is Real !
That You're Not Just A Fantasy Of A Dream !
Tell Me You've Won Your Fight
And You're Going To Play For Us Again !
fishin'
Got your hound dog by your side
That's old Cindy-Lou goin' with me
Gone fishin'
Fleas are bitin' at his hide
Get away from me boy, you
(you're convincin' me)

Gone fishin' (bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do)
Got your hound dog by your side (that's old Cindy-Lou goin' with me)
Gone fishin'
reverently in
my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful
I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them
and picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful" ...

... "I learned to lay my fingers across
and picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful" ...

... "I learned to lay my fingers across
Let me touch you 
Put my hands on you 
I'll kiss you 
And we'll see things through 
Would you lay with me 
Would you lay with me 
Till the sun
saying it won't be hard if the boss hands us me cards,
When they try to close us down like other shipyards.
And if industrial action only helps
and picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful" ...

... "I learned to lay my fingers across