Lyrics:
By the time we'd run another race around the sun
We were buried under blankets in the dark
All night long I laid and listened to your song
It didn't
Sweet baby
Let me love you
Let me hold you
In my arms
You and me baby
Thats all we need
Oooh Oooh
Said my sweet baby
Drive by drive by drive by drive
in your are
All takes a seed and extended both arms
We all got problems just dancing to a different song
With my faith in you I feel like nothing wrong
Yeah, out the window of that range or that muscle car
Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big shepard
Weed in the crack cigar, more sour
Lies that we tell ourselves
Till it seems to overwhelm
Can you see the seams start to break
Till arms get bruised and battered
Your back feels like
way home
My home is by them ten thousand lakes
In her loving arms and warm embrace
And I
Im coming home
So I grabbed my balls and made some calls
I need you to take me and lift me up, oh, yeah
I gave 13 years of my life to this industry
Hit song or not, I've given all of me
You smile in my
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
new
There will be other songs to sing
Another fall, another spring
But there will never be another you
There will be other lips that I may kiss
But
song and dance as the last
Recurring history, you can peep the wrist gash
It's a vicious cycle, nothing's changed from the past
Just another day, poppin'
different
Beat down and haunted
By a past
That's no longer there
A future
Filled with broken despair
Another tiktok video
Another instagram reel
Another
from afar
I'm always gonna be by your side Just call my name
I'll dive right in your arms
You'll never be alone in your life
Oh oh, my something from me
these people crying in each other's arms?
How about I queue another song? Don't you know this one?
Remember I always take requests
Please take something
pay the price
Everyone's leaving you behind
Why do you lie
To get away from who you really are inside
To arm yourself with a new kind of knife
Just get
again
Askin bout my music and my plans
I picked you up and held you in my hands
Played it cool but told you in advance
That I ain't lookin for another
two
Their homes all smell of time, of old photographs and an old fashioned song
Though you may live in town, you live so far away when you've lived
when time stopped.
Garcia does something that makes me forget about those car speakers forever. Garcia, a genius, grabs me by the arm and he walks me out
and slight nod
An awkward hug, hear the roar of a hot rod rolling by
I try but I can't help and think
Its a scene out of a Paul Simon Song
Sing another Paul
Walking down the street
And just holdin your new love by his arm yeah
I try to look away for fear I might cry
Woman hard as I try I can't
Stop myself from
hello to you
Old man of Kampuchea, Kampuchea, Cambodia
Call another conference, write another song
Deliver another ton of rice and hope
It gets where it
by time and progress
Lending it a distinctive quality a
Modern city embracing technology
But somewhat overtaken by nature
Still trying to find
flatten tracks
Till they match the Manhattan maps they're drafted on
I master songs like I was Ace engineering
Sorry, yo, for scarring your eye I'd hit your
I'm sorry this is time to go, I know you were stare at me
You can't hide no more, cause you look so lonely
Let me sing a song
When the night it's
Sittiin' in a dim cafe,
Listenin' while the jukebox play
The songs I like to hear when I'm alone.
Thinkin' of my wasted past,
wonderin' if someday
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