Lyrics:
me some fun
I'm sipping this shit by the ton
I'm going up when I aim for the sun
Oh yeah
Girl you left me frozen
Left with my heart open
I have no
rock cloths
Hip hop beats
Old skateboard
Old guitar
Punk rock cloths
Hip hop beats
What do you want with a guy like me?
What do you want with a guy
I said call a couple of your friends
'Cause me and my buddy Ben
We're gonna be back by to get you, little later on
Haha, yeah
When the stars
Excuse me, can you help me please
I'm heading to Los Angeles, the road's unknown
I think that it's my destiny
To write some timeless melodies
one night to set the scene
Never find someone as cold as me
Buddy make me feel
Know you wanna
Know you wanna
Buddy make me feel something
Took me by
My baby's a superstar, she's in a class out just by herself
I said my baby's a superstar, she's in a class out here by herself
You know if the good
my enemy
Baby gives the little one a hug for me
Both my buddy's legs got blown off
Baby tends to the little one's cough
I stare down the barrel
man sound better
Than me with my style"
I had to mimic how your style sound
To prove I can shit on you with any style
I'm moving my bows now
I'm
this guitar
Is just a guy who didn't believe I get this far
Well I've always said that I've been blessed
Why me? is anybody's guess
Well, I don't know
momma taught me that if I
Was in a grocery store
And I’m by myself and a
Stranger grabbed my hand
Scream at the top of your fucking
Lungs if I’m
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
this works. You're supposed to flee. I've been in the same apartment 19 years, which is pretty crazy. When we found the apartment, me and my roommate
Love Somebody
Doris Day and Buddy Clark
Written by Joan Whitney and Alex Kramer
Peaked at # 1 in 1948
DORIS: Love somebody, yes, I do
Love
Love Somebody
Doris Day and Buddy Clark
Written by Joan Whitney and Alex Kramer
Peaked at # 1 in 1948
DORIS: Love somebody, yes, I do
Love
You all alone at that point, you get me? Crazy
Supplied by uber eats
Scooter the movement gon' let my troppers eat
Hopped out
V.W motors caused up
Who the fuck got a problem, tell 'em air it out
By time they open they mouth
We done already ca-carried em out
This ain't no buddy, buddy
Link up, I
Well I'm goin' to rehab, goin' to rehab
Gonna rehabilitate myself by drinkin' a bottle
'Til I can't see at all my problems
Fiending for a copacetic
you baby
But not like I love my guitar
Not like I love my guitar, no
You couldn't do it all by yourself
You had to go and get somebody else
Your
Soul, normal peculiar guy.
I write songs that make you happy, songs that make you cry.
Yes you take my song, and cry with a guitar.
Dream about a sky
the bar
One two three
I didn't think I could make it to my car
One two three
Guy shot me in my fucking leg
One two three
I crawled to my car and made it
don't know bro
My guess is they say what's up buddy to me as a low blow I don't know tho
Man I just wanna cash out every night I'm so tired I pass out
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