Lyrics:
Pretend to be happy by myself
Pretend to be happy by myself
Pretend to be happy by myself
Lost love no friends all by myself
Pretend to be happy by
With Bing Crosby, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr.
(chorus) [the drunks] The rest are solos.
Booze, Mister Booze (Mister Booze), Mister Booze
I never can tell when my time go come
But I still can't wait so i have to work
Imma soldier standing till i fall
Everything go set na turn by turn
came or where you're goin
Keep it movin, get em movin
Haha I'm ready for it all
Got my back against the wall
But I'm ready, never fall
[B.O.B.:]
Well
All the ladies of the canyon
Wearing black to their house parties
Crosby, Stills and Nash is playing
Wine is flowing with Bacardi
But sometimes,
that I could light myself
Im all by myself I smoke weed for health
Im all by myself I smoke weed to help
Im all by myself I smoke weed for health
All by
Im in the zone all by myself
Im alone all by myself
Yeah
Im in the zone all by myself
Im alone all by myself
Im in the zone
On everything I own
Be
it, I thought it was someone else. But as I moved along I knew it was
me, and that I was singing it to myself. It went:
Please don't pass me by,
oh
think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them
This is a mean old world to live in all by yourself
This is a mean old world to live in all by yourself
This is a mean world to be alone without
This is a mean old world to live in all by yourself
This is a mean old world to live in all by yourself
This is a mean world to be alone without
it all
I got a bedroom, every mirror in town
They're going to claim me if I fall
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just
it all
I got a bedroom, every mirror in town
They're going to claim me if I fall
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just
Sinatra ripping the beat apart
Shining like a diamond when I be rhyming
But y'all in the dark
On point like a poisonous dart
I can feel it now, the fame is
We all blind
Blinded by our eyes
Blinded by our pride
Yeah we blinded by lies
I say we all blind
Blinded by our eyes
Blinded by our pride
Yeah we
the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you
©Copyright 1936 by Boosey & Co. Ltd.
Copyright Renewed
All Rights for U.S.A., Canada
just wanna be by my I just wanna be by my I just wanna be by myself
Sometimes I just need someone to pray for me all night long
Sometimes I just want
You got a play better run that shit by me yea King Nate I make all the rules
Roller coaster thats how shawty gone ride me yea look at the way that she
won't be blue
It's gonna be the best one ever
And it's all because of you, baby
[Chorus:}
You're the angel at the top of my tree
The best present
mirror tryna find myself
Remember what I used to say, I could do bad all by myself
This one, this one, this one's for you
I'm staring in this mirror tryna
that bad or was I good enough?
I'm under pressure, I can't run plays like this
My mama always said that there'll be days like this
I'm all alone by
don't remember existing at all
Only in moments as I struggle not to fall
Please let me be by myself, I don't need anything
Please let me be by
marry myself
I'm laughing at y'all bitch niggas, like ah-ha
Mad at me, 'cause I'm in a Bentley when I slide by
Louis Vuitton, Marc Jacob, Gucci
Its some shit that I did by myself
All alone and nobody cared
Going up and they can't accept
That nigga gone be a star
When he get on that beat its
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