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let the shot go by accident. I'm a black belt."
His face is full of ex ex ex ex-cruelty. Guilt. 
Blue-eyed. A caring sharing man. 
Embarrass them
let the shot go by accident. I'm a black belt."
His face is full of ex ex ex ex-cruelty. Guilt. 
Blue-eyed. A caring sharing man. 
Embarrass them
when there's nobody else around?
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.

Trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Nothing but
Gate
Fly boys on the corner waiting for a ride
For twenty bucks he'll pull the cork on the man inside

`Cause we're rolling in heavy traffic
Judy's
thing.
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan.
And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. 

Let the Midnight
thing.
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan.
And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. 

Let the Midnight
thing.
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan.
And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. 

Let the Midnight
I let Firestone put me some new tires on
Just a few weeks ago
But man I swear that wear and tear
Is already startin' to show
Well I oughta just
thing.
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan.
And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. 

 Let the Midnight
There's no need to get nostalgic
Thinking about the past

What's gone is gone
What's here is now
She's standing by a fence
She's wearing a beautiful
I believe that bad luck and trouble, man is all that joins us
I mean that bad luck and trouble, people that's all that joins us
When my bad luck
Yo Lionel, I went by the bar man, guess they told me outta jail?
Who dat?
They said Mr. Trouble's outta jail!
Mr. Trouble dem outta jail?
They
mean we?  (Aiyyo man you changed)
But around my neck, I got the rope chain
It's Greg Nice and I'm gonna go far
I get my hair cut, at the Superstar
We're
a grown man (grown man)
Ya ain't see it like Tony and old man,
Mob style for real,
This is my lifestyle for real.

If you could look at me now

Now
thing.
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan.
And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. 

Let the Midnight
thing.
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan.
And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. 

Let the Midnight
so poorly
What have I gone and done
Makes me troubles double with his worries
When surely I ain't deserving of none

Moanin' low
My sweet man is
My cowboy life is so happy and free
Out west where the laws don't bother me
I take my troubles like a toy
I'm just a yodeling cowboy

At the set
so poorly
What have I gone and done
Makes me troubles double with his worries
When surely I ain't deserving of none

Moanin' low
My sweet man is
Um, Joey
This is um, this is Greer
Ah, hey, let me tell you somethin'
I just heard the new free at last record by dc talk
Hey, guess what man
I
sweet man should pass me by
If I die, where'll he be?
He's the kind of a man needs the kind
Of a woman like me

Don't know any reason why
He treats
our hearts
So if you're man enough to stay
I'll be woman enough to play
By the rules of love

I didn't value what I had
That your star shone
so poorly
What have I gone and done
Makes me troubles double with his worries
When surely I ain't deserving of none

Moanin' low
My sweet man is
trouble is there's no way of knowin'
Whether he's comin' or, or goin'

Mister Five by Five
He's slightly plump on his butter side
He don't shake it no
the handle I use

Oh, what fun to see the whole country with my man
I'm by his side on almost every trip
I sing a bluesy song, Joe loves to sing along
So