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When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
Marlborough is my name
And I was brought up in London town, a place of noted fame
I was beloved by all my men, and kings and princes likewise
And then all
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap

Don't wanna move or get out of bed
That rock 'n' roll's going straight
the one that glowed
I used to make go-karts, now rappin' is my art
Scott La Rock still lives inside my heart

Now I'm a lover of hats, I make money in
La, la la . . . to fade 

Music by Gerard Andre Biesel 
And lyrics by Ray Charles
A boy 'bout twenty climbed out of a truck 
All covered in grease and dirt 
She said "Hey Charles" but he just laughed 
And said "I'm wearin' my daddy's
ruin this a-heart of mine.

I'll go see them come down my way
Like a fool you're gonna hear me say:
"I'll lay at your bed Sally Sue Brown
Please let
tendencies are not my problem
Low life DOG, chasin these skirts through the motherfuckin fog
I'm that, black man with fourteen skirts in a black Scadan
The rock of my soul went to church on Sunday
The rock of my soul went to work on Monday
Clean across the levy by the railroad tracks
The other
palace
On my hands and my knees I will roll roll roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time, in my time, I will roll roll roll

In a bed, in a bed
really small 

[We're no rock group!] 
Camera life, brown varnish, mauve
London is full of people leaving their homes
They got lack of length in their
a bed, in a bed
By the waterside I will lay my head
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul

River gonna take me
Sing me sweet
and scratchy for rock in the slums
Boosting in the boostiere
I give my favorite Goose away just to get a closer look at how the juices spray
Fucking tired
a bed, by the waterside i will lay my head.
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy,
Sing
a bed, by the waterside i will lay my head.
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy,
Sing
ground ground 
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound 
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound 
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
eyes are open but he cannot see
There's a dead man in my bed

The leaves outside the window waved, all brown, they were, and falling
Even I could
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock

In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me

You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You gotcha own '96 suh-in
the exit..indeed 
You gotta know your thoroughly respected by me 

You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver 
You gotcha own '96 suh in..the ride 
And keep
the baldest kid in second grade

Oh Peanuts crazy Peanuts
A bunch of kids trying to be free
Take my hand and let?s dance now
Under Charlie?s shitty Christmas
ground ground 
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound 
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound 
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
you tight.
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
And I just want you back by my side.

I can't help it honey,
You're that much a part of me now.
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it

Tv dinner by the pool
Watch your
gang! 

The first in line is Private Brown, 
Cute little patches fallin' down, 
Tramp, tramp, tramp as they go along, 
Tramp, tramp, tramp, there