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I awoke this morning thankful Whole lotta love got my tankful Times, I ain't think I could take more No place setting, but a plate full God, realign
of the line But there's a border to somewhere waiting And there's a tankful of time Oh give me just another moment to see the light of the day And take me
of the line But there's a border to somewhere waiting And there's a tankful of time Oh give me just another moment to see the light of the day And take me
But there's a border to somewhere waiting And there's a tankful of time Oh give me just another moment to see the light of the day And take me
While they decided which card to pick I got out of the tank And now there's no one left to thank Still I'm thankful When I see my tankful Of fishies
told you but I told you so I been waking up thankful! Riding round with a tankful And I just want to thank god everyday I wake Cause even though this
Start up the engine, we're heavy and rolling A tankful of gas and the night is young I don't know you, don't care where you're going
Chico pistol in his hand Couple grips and honey dips to keep a nigga tranquil Bust a bitch a tankful Then get my fucking bank full Eyes wide and angled
Maladaptation; regressive mutation it's just anti-civilisation, Like a tankful of crustaceans in an asian collation preparation station With no ventilation for
never meant to be distasteful It represents, gas, a tankful Up on this path, I been straight thru Yea I know, I've been on the road Alone, anything
you were real And maybe in some way you are But you're body I can not feel I think our words have went too far And I'll always be tankful for keeping me
a tankful I used to pray for a plug, I got one And then I broke the pack like an ankle I go where you cant go I do what you cant do I buy what you cant buy I
you please stop the asking What is yo angle what have you came for I want a chain to jingle and jangle Gimme the jewelry I want a tankful Ice hit
I've had enough, can't take it no more Packed my bags, they're by the door Lost my job, when the plant shut down Got a tankful of gas, and I'm
Rolling down the road, in a V-eight Ford Tankful of gas, and a cup of coffee Just ourselves, out on the road Radio playing, that rock and roll I
My palms sweaty I don't wanna let your hand go I don't chase a bag I already got a handful The way she got drive Yea she probably need a tankful She
might put him out Bow bow I ain't fucking with the British all my Opps are red coats Shawty she get passed but she told me that she truly tankful I be
angles You keep it real Which I is by the tankful, you know the deal I love you You got me falling like broken ankles But baby listen, I'm thankful You
I'm thankful My dick be that gas give her pussy a tankful I'm grateful for lovin that double mcstuffin That muffin ain't bluffin Yea it's got to wapping
If my car won't stop Until the morning comes With a tankful of gas With the radio on Beautiful music: Velvet Underground Such a nice drive with
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