Lyrics:
I've got something that you might like to see
I've got John O'Reilly and he's hanging from a tree
Now it's time for you to swing right by his side
Take then this fortunate occasion
And by a secret way which I will show thee
Delude the guards, and fly
ARBACES:
Sir, my escape
Would rise in evidence
make no last request”
He swore on the ghost of the king of the gypsies in effigy upon his chest
When I walk into the pub it’s like all light begins
A STRANGER DOWN IN TEXAS
WHO REQUESTS YOU MEET FOR BREAKFAST
AND THEY TELL YOU THEY'RE YOUR SECOND COUSIN
BAREFOOT ON THE GRAVEL WHEN IT STARTED TO UNRAVEL
Uh, this is a song that came by way of request
I haven't done this song since I was fifteen years old
Oh, that's a long time ago
Shoot
Strangers in
a gun
Grabbed her by the arm said
"If you do what I tell you to
There won't be any harm"
And Johnny said "Take my money
Take my wallet
Take my credit
DRESSED
I'M ALL ALONE
IS SHE GOING HOME
AND IF I MAKE
A MOVE THAT RIGHT
I'M GONNA GET THAT GIRL
TONIGHT
I WONDER WHY
AS TIME GOES BY
THERE'S NO ONE THERE
Should I tell though you´re out of reach
I´m blinded by the light you spread in me
I just wanted to be your friend
Never thought I´d feel this way you see
Tonight, we're gonna have a ball
Excuse me sir if I keep on nagging
But I wonder if you take requests
Gimme something by the spiders from Mars
Or yellow
thing
I have a simple request
I hear you know God, could you give him a nod
In my direction, I'd be in your debt
Perhaps there is something that we
Been slangin since carpenters use ?
SKS's, leave em chestless
Inside connects to get they addresses
Request this, put on the hell bound guest list
I be
from W K are Funk
With DJ Moe Love, TR Love
We gon' bring it out by special request
For TR funky Love
Yeah, thanks a lot for that funky introduction
day
But you by my side showed me the way
On cloudy days you were my silver lining
Through darkest nights
Your light would be shining
I knew, though
God's people who are called by His name
Would humble themselves and seek His face
And if we'd turn from our wicked ways
then He would surely heal the land
can't drink wine or coffee
And you're stuck with a body
That fights each small request you make
I got that brown grass dogs come pee on
Your grass so
They say every one should have their heart broken, at least once.
That that is how you grow emotionally.
Well, I have been misused by many many
Hey big daddy what you doing tonight
I got so many honeys on my request line
Spendin all their money for a taste of my time
I don't want em cause I
Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun-clapper leave
ending
It's about time that we turned off the radio
Call the request lines and tell them that it's over
You're always playing all of the same songs over
or the browning
Tone haffi bury inna sitten by a morning
1. Mi is a bwoy who don't believe say mi fi draw nill
If even for a minute mi haffi put it in still
Midnight, New York City.
Broadway, going up in flames.
Ground zero, big city.
Big Apple swallowed by the flames.
Bombs away, we never saw it coming.
listening in
She knows the DJ by his name
She dedicates all her songs the same
For her only one
And before the night is over
She'll request their special
little king
But the king, in a tantrum
Demands more for his enter sanctum
And he, by his highness
Makes his request with little shyness
A man is the sum
.jpg/220px-D'Angelo_Pori_Jazz_2012_(cropped).jpg "DAngelo")
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