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a lot girls
I'll keep it real
You might be more a muse
The way this shit quickly just spilled

Shawty my muse
My muse
My muse
My muse
My muse

Shawty my

feel
Then I met you baby and I'm asking are you real?

In the morning awake by your side
In the evening took you for a ride
No one's gonna wear my crown

a lot 
That's when I happened to stop
You were the inspiration I happened to spot 
I'm amused by this muse and the paint gonn react 
I give it my all

hesitation
Keep it real it ain't no faking
You can be my muse
Pussy wetter than a pool
And you know we more than cool
Shawty you can be my muse
Tell me what

your life
Why can't you set yourself free
And make her your wife
I'm your muse babe, yeah
Don't it make you wanna cry?
You misused this lady
But did I

They want that
Raw uncut beef patty
Get caught by the
Lime green and khaki
I only lean when
I only lean when turning
Through the city
My fingers are

Muse 
Ahh
Ahh
Ooo
(call me by my name)

Feeling weak 
Like your fires out 

Ill be the light 
to guide you now 

Feed me all your 
fears and doubts

you

My music and my muse are connected
Crazy doses and tight in a knot
Thoughts by the ton lead the caravan quietly
Music and muse here and there

My

But you might've guessed
By the way I'm stressin'
Knees are tremblin'
But it's suitable

For the way I feel about you
Yeah you're my muse
Baby you're my

got
And I might be gone
By the time I pop
Circle small
I stay wit them real ones
Once I'm on
They really gon feel us
In this life
They don't recognize

Baker St. Muse

Jethro Tull

Minstrel in the Gallery [Bonus Tracks]

1975

Didn't make her - with my Baker Street Ruse.
Couldn't shake her - with my Baker Street Bruise.
Like to take her - I'm just a Baker Street Muse

Intoxicated by your love
Head over heels, bout the things you do
Always longing for your touch
Gotta keep it real, and let you know the deal
I'm so wrapped up

highs 
Don’t post you on the ‘gram i know 
We inna real life buss it down all 4’s
And you help me look past my flaws 
You be right by my side picking up

Come over
Come and have a glass of wine
You don't have to make that face babe
You know you're not mine
But imma be real sweet
Until, babe, you're

shoes, better take some notes
Waitin' in my muse, we be lettin' off a lot of smoke
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real

tired of chasing lies
Mother of Muses, wherever you are
I've already outlived my life by far

Mother of Muses, unleash your wrath
Things I can't see,

thin air
A song was born that morning for the whole world to share

Me and my muse, we're making music
Me and my muse, we're making music for you
Making

I've got the blues
Foolin' around got me
Abused by the muse
From my head
Down to my sandals
Don't you know thay
My life is in shambles
Abused by the muse

White walls, rain falls
But I can still see your heart of gold
Grey skies, we cry
But I'm fine if I've got your hand to hold
Real smiles, red wine

There's an old tale wrought with mystery of Tom the Poet and his muse 
And a magic lake which gave a life to the words the poet used 
Now, the muse

the kings and soldiers wasn't what I promised

What does love really mean I'm so confused
I'm hated by enemies and loved by my muse
I paint her in my pictures

wanna do
In this bedroom, we play by her rules
Use me to amuse my muse
She said keep them lights on baby
I wanna see everythang, everythang
Everythang,

Ooooohh
Memories inspired by you
Trying to paint these pictures of these views
Oh my mind is stuck on you
You got me caught
In a memory, memory
All i

u
You've gotta make your mind up,
I wanna make you my
(MUSE)

Amusing music
Using you to
Move a mood
My muse for melody
Amused by music
Usually you