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She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the cheek and then I took her by the hand
Said,

He walks up politely asking, how do I do?
He’s so Fucking authentic
With that slick back brylcreem hair do
And I don’t like him
But I’ll let him by

In that state where I was in that place emotionally
I went in and I went into the room by myself
And I looked at the actual mirror in the music video

Being all alone in a room
With many thoughts passing through my mind
I wondered how i met you that night
That night is when it all began

Glimpses

Being all alone in a room
With many thoughts passing through my mind
I wondered how i met you that night
That night is when it all began

Glimpses

zoom zoom
Competition inna tomb
I fade niggas get em groomed
Heads turn when I walk in rooms
Please prepare to meet your doom
Been that nigga since

Shorty reached for my arm
She said she leaving the bar
Can I see you tomorrow
Don't even know who you are
Shorty reached for my arm
She said she

Psychopath Killer

Eminem

SHADYXV [Only @ Best Buy]

2014

Connecting them to each other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By this time I was an artist so
I just started to see these pictures, these real

Outside This Bar

American Music Club

Engine

1987

The hospital wouldn't admit you
So we go home again
Right back to the same old room
Right back to the same old thing 

But you know you're just

boys
Tonight we're droppin' by 'cause your parents left
The Beastie Boys gonna let you know

Your sister's def
Your sister's def

She's so huh, is

Message of Love

Pretenders

The Singles

1987

man, every woman
Is to help each other
Stand by each other
When love walks in the room
Everybody stand up
Oh it's good, good good
Say I love you, I love

kids nappy heads and all dirty
And she's gettin pimped by a nigga that's thirty
I saw her hangin' in an alley
Bragging to her friends how she's ho'in' in

a bit
Oooh, my baby gets around a bit...

Took her to the local bar
Where I like to hang
Every guy that passed her by
They all seemed to know her name

A Dip in the Ocean

Fountains of Wayne

Sky Full of Holes

into the reeds
On a ripple
And playing it cool in a bar by the pool
With a Caribbean Kiss Amaretto

Give us a room with a mountain view
A tiny

backstage with no fake MCs
Some leave the room, wanna chat about me MCs
Nah, dead that, diss me, won't like when I send back
There's way too many bars in

I get to draw u out too
Can't believe Wiley even let you in the room 
You can't talk shit to me I talk shit you 
Mr miyagi when I round house kick him

Danny.. Danny.. Danny.. Danny.. Danny Boy!  - x2

You can hear it in an Irish bar, sung by drunken men
But the only words that I can hear,
Are "sung from

a sample
Countin' them racks, no racket like tennis
Tickin' the clock and you countin' the minutes
I bar like DeMar, the way that I shoot
Shot in a drive-by

the room
I know they only wanna see me die

And every time I try to make a move
Procrastination won't let me by

Soon we shake off these haters
We gon be ok

Cold cold shoulder you were
All the rage
The room lit up lit up
Whenever you would hit the stage
Free fall free fall oh
We were waiting by the train

Whole Bunch of bitches who fucking soft
Just shoulders left heads I'm knocking off
cnd it's free of charge take a seat by the bar
In a bordello with a few

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Uh, look, yeah yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah look
Late Afternoon, should be studying for my test though
But I'm writtin' bars, tryin'

Old fashion glass on the bar, frosted
Grizzled chin steps across the room, he's exhausted
He's halted, by an image unsettling
Panic ensues, in his

pinball, rooftop kickball
Rooftop bar-crawl, cocktail install
Incel withdrawal, intel expulse
Telltale tit drawl, tincture pitfall
You wanna see how I got