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We Love You Like a Rock/Every Day and Every Hour (The Dixie Hummingbirds) · Every Day and Every Night (Bright Eyes) · Every Night, Every Day (Jimmy McCracklin) · Every Day and Every Night (Bright Eyes) · All Day Every Day (The Bill Hilly Band) · All Day Every Day [Japan] (N-Tyce) · Every Day Is Mothers Day (Shirley Caesar) · Every Day Is a New Day (Diana Ross) · Every Day Is Father's Day: Country Songs for Dad (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Every Day Is Mother's Day: Country Songs for Mom (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


Another time, another man,
An oppressive intrusion 
And a plague across his land,
And it haunts him every day,
It tells him that he has no chance
His
Today I'm prepared to bring specific charges
	against certain members working in an industry
	that reaches into every household in the country

[Pete
of the dead tonight
People are being forced to live like animals
We are desperate
No one says the federal government is doing a good job
And hundreds
why
Are one hundred and two
One hundred and one
Little tears fall
And every drop

Makes me feel so small
But hard as I try
I can't leave you
fear the time, when my mind's confused by my example
A portrait of, to show you love
Greater hopes and promises for you

In these years gone past, I
Years Old, My Story Left Untold"
Oh Molly, Oh Molly

"Mother Was Struck By This Infallible Idea
If She Could Paint My Portrait I Would Remain Immortal
come too soon
And days be long and light
Future you can wait
Cause time’s still on our side 

Take a portrait, 25 let me hear you singing it out
Ba
peace
Nor joy

No matter where I wander I'm still haunted
By your name
The portrait of your beauty stays the same
Standing by the ocean wondering
Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times
A day spent in your presence
Was the picture of hospitality!

This music was transmitted by the griots
Who painted vivid portraits of the kingdom
people think I’m crazy
But Gucci Mane really love all that shit ? 
Hundred ? a day shit, hundred dollar blind shit
You can wear my shoes ? 
Millions
times I gave my bitch the sunshine
Harley Davis, Harley Davis,
Twin came I gave my bitch a 100 favors

You was a college student abusing the credit
on by
These are the best times of my life
I'll just smile when my days are through
Knowing that I've been loved by you
At least I know that I've been
Drawing portraits of the passers-by
Sitting on the curb
Combining traffic sounds
Getting dirty looks and dirty jeans
On the dirty ground
She says I
to welcome you
Crimson, crystal peaks to beckon
Oh, won't you stay, we'll put on a day, there's a side-show every second

Now the curtain opens
I want is easy action
One of gold worth a hundred of your nickel
And your time

And I thank the lord
That beauty's getting older
In the eye
wretched loneliness

With love, that's 50/50
Or a hundred at a time
Love, that's 50/50
With both of us this time

I can hear my love
And she wouldn't
to welcome you, crimson crystal beads to beckon

Oh, won't you stay
We'll put on the day
There's a sun show every second

Now the curtain opens on a portrait
the last days
And hundred-foot waves come crashing down
I get some hash and pounds
Pass around the bud then watch the flood
Can't stop apocalypse
My synopsis
beads to beckon

Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
There's a sun show every second

Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today
And the streets are
and gold to welcome you, crimson crystal beads to beckon

Oh, won't you stay
We'll put on the day
There's a sun show every second

Now the curtain
got a hundred acre dream
That's gettin' closer every day
Just a few more plates of ham and eggs
And a few good rides away

Hard times hit West
got a hundred acre dream
That's gettin' closer every day
Just a few more plates of ham and eggs
And a few good rides away

Hard times hit West
backseat
Outlined by the headlights from behind
And I ask the Lord to freeze us here in time
As my son stretches out his hand to mine

Silhouette sent
backseat
Outlined by the headlights from behind
And I ask the Lord to freeze us here in time
As my son stretches out his hand to mine

Silhouette sent