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way 
Round in circles I'd go 
Longing to tell you 
But afraid and shy 
I'd let my golden chances 
Pass me by 
Soon you'd leave me 
Off you would go 
In

Rocketeer

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop, Vol. 20

2011

and the atmosphere
Say the words and we outta here
Hold my hand if you feeling scared
We're flying up, up outta here

Here we go, come with me
There's a world

feet could truly flip
So I move like she plotting like a movie script
And stay as cunning as words of a groovy pimp

[Hook: Frank Knight]

I met a bad

Shootouts

Nas

It Was Written

1996

reachin'
They had gats in each others faces
With kids and grandmothers around
Frank's only concern was his papers
My man Killa let off, half of them fake

just here to express ourselves and live on
Do this shit in a whole other world ya feel me? Yeah
And I can't always be there
I know this life shit ain't

accentuates the other
By working in tandem
To create the image of "me" that appears in our consciousness when we think of who we "are"
And on the days that we

on your own
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, you can tell by the tone
Gotta lotta women waitin' by they phone all alone
But I'm here for ya
When I get

the old "tell it like it is" speech

I'm thinking you better start by hearing the word "practical" 
Right here, right now, today

Where's the exit?

I could never forget

Ugh, king of the mileage bruh I'm a monster
Rap phenomenal, flew to the moon like Frank Sinatra
This that ride for the ones who

streets, nigga
Mask me up in grease
Sneaker game is lethal
N.Y., them eagles
Fly through, get high too
Fly as hell, might as well
Hire you the live

and adore
In other words: Please be true, I love you
Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
(I want you)
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing

5 tourettes
In other words, I squeeze with ease
Dot my I’s and cross my T’s
I’m a perfectionist the lesson is
Fuck everyone assessing this
It’s

My way, my own
My way, my own
My way, my own
My way, my own

Frank Sinatra, my path
Started back in that class
Stretched steel in my hands
Pluck

Philosophy and history
Kant said, "To be is to do"
Nietzsche, "To do is to be"
Frank Sinatra, "Doo-bee-doo"
"We're all in this together"
Is the caring

PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West

The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in

for no dead franks
Elect gone fly it's bout time
Better get saved
What a time to be alive
It's the end days
What a time
What a time
What a time
What

Fly Me to the Moon (In Other Words)

Michael Bolton

Bolton Swings Sinatra

2006

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words

led
By the music
And the magic
Me and you

Let’s do it up oldschool
Play love by the old rules
And just like Frank
I’ll fly you to the moon
Think

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words

I've never been much for red wine, or Sinatra tunes
But i'm sippin' Stella Rosa, while I listen to
Ol' Frank singing "Fly Me To The Moon"
And I think

another sound
Look into each other's eyes and say a thousand words
The silence is profound
I wanna forget what it's like
To live without you by my side
I

that actually rhyme?
(Well, it doesn't
But that was the plan)

Do you even like Charlie Burg?
Frank Sinatra or The Strypes?
But with you I know, for what

to mars

Fly to the moon
We can dance with the stars
Vacation on Saturn make it home on mars
Kiss me in a comet when we zoom past earth
I don't fly that

can tell you're lies cause of all your pantomimes
Doper than your average fuckin' rapper, words they can't combine
I'm a fuckin' mastermind, call me