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Dreaming of the pretty things Don't be too surprised When the telephone rings I'll be sitting here Waiting for the other shoe to drop I'll be sitting
In Yarmouth town there lived a man He kept a little tavern down by the Strand And the landlord had a daughter fair A pretty little thing with
pretty fair maid And a gentleman passing us by Well I knew she meant the undoing of him With a look in her rovish black eye A gold watch she took from his
on the way to you I can't wait to see your pretty smile, oh wow Laying home in bed waiting for you can't wait for you to be by my side all night I been laying
Got a pretty girl from the country Playboi in your city Taught her ain't no lunch free I stack hunnids, twennies, and fifties If I'm getting my hands
this pretty fair maid And a gentlemen passing us by Oh I knew she meant the undoing of him By the look in her roguish black eyes A gold watch she stole
There I go, there I go, there I go, there I go Pretty baby you are the soul that snaps my control It's a funny thing but every time I'm near you I
the shoulder Got pretty screwed by the chef and the chauffeur Got pretty screwed by the chef and the chauffeur
me What you needin My poc getting pretty Am finnnnee Am fine by the way you Know my fuckin pocket's fckin pretty By the way I never take the pain away
Yeah, yeah Said I just wanna Yeah Said I just wanna see you smile Don't wanna see you cry It'll all be ok if you by my side Baby if you by my side
I've been waiting all my life for someone like you Do you like me Am I pretty You've got all the things I'm looking for, you're perfect Do you see
Why are you hanging out by the tree Don't be hanging out by the tree Sister, why you stressing about the things you can't change Hand it over to God
Pretty Jamaican kept doing his thing Him and his older brother got caught up in a sting Out on bail, pressure by the feds, he caught seven in the head
Throw your middle fingers high, as a hata walk by I love it when you call me big besco To ladies rocking fenty... faces hella pretty I love it when you
LONELY CITY Words by Malcolm Reid Music by Jim Best Copyright by Malcolm Reid & Jim Best Verse 1 Lonely city’s gonna find me a buddy Lonely
with her by my side Bad bitch, pink hair, red eyes Pretty face, slim waist, double thick thighs If I ride with her, it's gon be my suicide She seems like
Oh, darling you Girl you turn me on like a lighter Girl you prettier than them by far Anytime I see you be like I see a superstar, nah, nah I like
a rustic wooden floor A wondrous thing had just begun, with me and pretty Shannon Here we go A month went by and and all the town was dinning at the wonder
I get butterflies, I admit it When I see your pretty brown eyes, I envision My kids with the same ones, smile and they glisten And if I got you right
life pretty drab And I'd rather feel the sting But I guess thats okay At least I'll see another day But people pass by and I don't say hi Usually I
You've got a secret ambition but you're surrounded by doubt They don't believe in the vision and so they're drowning it out And that's a pain that you work
it is far and few But still I fuckin' love it dude, she my muse and my lover estranged The bittersweet dull pound of the rain And when she turning it
and childish things Drew wide my mouth to sing Now here's my summer, time muse on the street by the beach I know sooner or later she'll slip out to sea But oh
dead ends Now that things are gettin' better, Imma always make ends, till the end Till the mountains erode to dust, and the Earth's final dusk Till
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