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arrives
And I'm certain, I'll catch up to you one of these times baby, oh

[Simon & Justin Timberlake (Timbaland)]
Can I get my hands on you tonight? (I
brother
Walking sideways through the door

Was the same at school
He played the fool
Or took a back seat
While Simon ruled

He played by himself
a little game)
And all those good parts in between, you know
(Let's play a little game)

Simon says: it gets badder, and you never had a
Beat that can
A whisper in the darkness disappears
Sincerely

We should get back on the road
Like Simon and Garfunkel
Let's get married
You were all the shelter that
wanna play for you
Created by Funk-A-Tech Incorporated, 
Makers of funky things to play with.
Wind me up, people! 
Say what the

Wind me up, wind me
world, another space,
another mind insists I'm crying
I once experienced time with you
Now a ll exists through rage and sighing
Simon says I love you
Simon Peter won't you put those nets down
Follow me I'll lead you out of this town
To a place where no boat has ever been
I will make you a fisher
at all of those presents, just waiting there by the tree
We hope there's one for you

And I hope the rest are for me

Alvin! 

Here goes bells that
arranged by Simon Hale


Sometimes I hold my breath for the longest time
Close my eyes and watch this free fall flight
Scared of coming down from these dizzy
had no idea just what this Jesus planned to do
When he said "Simon, there's something I need to say to
You."
So I said "Teacher, if it's on your mind
man you can't have no autograph

[Chorus]

Nickatina says bust back first 
And by any means necessary don't get hurt
The five millimeter go good
the whole world see
Cause you fucked up the industry, and that's on me
We can go head up, nigga, set it up
Or we can do the other thing, I love to wet it
Gina, Tommy
Pussy is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon
And Simon say go and get my motherfucking money
Young mula bitch, tell them hoes, take their
rememeber the time when the wife said you gotta slow down
I said honey I gotta make it while I can so I worked three days without stoppin'
For Miss Simons
Cole, Gina, Tommy
P**** is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon
And Simon say go and get my motherf***ing money
Young mula b****, tell them hoes, take
I remember nine
As if it were yesterday
I can hear my friends outside of my window
Say, "Can you come out and play?"
Anna brought a bag of her
gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better greet him if you see him

Lord Pretty Flacko, Jodye
Tell these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can freshen
gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better greet him if you see him

Lord Pretty Flacko, Jodye
Tell these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can freshen
broken and I might die
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
All of the world is as lonely as me
Day after day and as nights go by
So if you think my
wife
Suge Knight's a bitch, and that's on my life

And I'ma let the whole world see
'Cause you fucked up the industry, and that's on me
We can go
they say
What it's worth
The world tells you're [?]
And you know
Where to hurt

The world's on fire so
The world's on fire so
The world's on fire
sinus
Nigga this is Simon says, Simon red
Blood on your diamonds til you dying, dead, yah!

You better change what comes out your speaker

You wanna see
Contemplating nature can be fascinating
Add to these a nose that I can thumb
And a mouth by gum have I
To tell the whole darn world
If you don't happen to like it
fellas, it's awfully cold here. I'm gonna see if I can find
myself a nice warm igloo. Try to get along without me, if you
possibly can, because I...
Murder rap shit, I spit, for the vets who love it

By the time you read this letter
Your head gon' fly off your shoulder for lying
And I'm a be in bed