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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Toute la Ville en Parle, Eddy Est en Ville (Eddy Mitchell) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Live, Theatre de la Ville, Paris, 1989 (Joachim Kühn) · Raides a La Ville (Katel) · Belle Ville (Alexis HK) – and 90 other albums »


song
Here it comes again

Old King Cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
So he called for his pipe
And he called for his bowl
And he
my song. 
Here it comes again. 
Play me my song. 
Here it comes again. 

Old King Cole was a merry old soul, 
And a merry old soul was he. 
So
Spoken: Camilla, I have written a song for you. Sinatra or
 Mick Jagger will probably want to record it, but I want
 you to hear it from me first.
the wine and give me song
By Strauss

By Jove, by Jing, by Strauss is the thing
So I say to ha-cha-cha, heraus!
Just give me your oom-pa-pah, by
the wine and give me song
By Strauss

By Jove, by Jing, by Strauss is the thing
So, I say to ha-cha-cha, heraus!
Just give me an oom-pa-pah by Strauss!
again 
Play me my song
Here it comes again

Old King Cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he 
So he called for his pipe 
And he
'em

Everyday a star is born (can you say New York City)
Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em
J. Cole
Everyday a star is born
nigga dyin' by a black nigga gun
And keep on listening to the frontin' ass rap niggas son
Yeah I said son
This is New York's finest
For 11 winters
a stereotype
Driven by some people up in Ariel Heights
Here's a scenario
Young Cole pockets is fat like little Terrio
Dreamville, give us a year we'll be
Hello Mr. D.J. won't you play a song for me'
The girl I love just said good-by and I'm blue as I can be
Oh please Mr. D.J. play that song I heard you
[Chorus]

[Keyshia Cole]
See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me)
I'm givin' homage (to you)
song come on, he ask
"mama, did you fuck J. Cole?"
Whoa

Getting to the promised land
You don't want problems, I promise, man
I take you to the promise
by Joel

While hanging out with Cowboy Joe
Keith Richards stops to say hello
I play my guitar, he plays along
With song after song after song after
(Holly Lamar/Stephanie Bentley)

I wake up to the sunshine out my
window and the passin?sound of a homeless man
Singin?an ol?Cole Porter song
We are having a party
Dancing to the music
Played by the D.J.
On the radio

The cokes are in the ice box
Popcorn's on the table
Me and my baby
pour le
bang bang boo-gie boo-gie hoo-gie hoo-gie ah ah
Res-pecte l'an-cienne é-cole et sa des-cen-dance
La nou-velle é-cole a be-soin de cette pré-sence
[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em
[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em
me to Drake
Could have been J Cole if I met J-Hov

(Who dat? ASAP) But I'm fly like I never left
You's a lie, like fly without the letter F
If hip
over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I
of that old Coupe De Ville 
Those shoes were just too big to fill that year 

A song on Bobby Bare would take you anywhere 
If I'm still here it wasn't for
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes

You probably grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this, unfortunately means that I'm
dadadada... *

...a song with no recognizable merit whatsoever - and imagine what might have happened if, for example, Cole Porter had tried writing this
a special tone
For they boo when they call they phone
I ain't tryin to ask 21 questions
All I'm tryin to figure out is what's my song
Is it love by keyshia
a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

Niggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this