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skinny buns and it wasn't much fun  sitting in the shade to fade away by mother nature had another plan she took away my body shame and I was lucky one.

Dictatorship of wolves, dictating to the sheep.
Dictated to by fools and half the public is asleep. Wrapped in cotton wool like we are covered in a sheet. Like

There lives a jolly bird in the back yard of our home
We got him from the marketplace he prefers being alone
Day by day in every way good luck he's

There lives a jolly bird in the back yard of our home
We got him from the marketplace he prefers being alone
Day by day in every way good luck he's

This will be the realest one I ever wrote (Mhmm hmm)
Lets take it back I was 16 years old I met this girl with a beautiful soul 
I mean mind and body

Now I know why old men
Never like to leave home
Feel the goodbye on my lips
To days when I would roam
I get turned on by habits
I swore off when I

opal eyes
There was a prize much bigger than a wine cellar, fine, aged, and old
I knew this damsel of my distress had a heart that was made of gold
By

I Got the Girl

Bon Jovi

Crush

2000

It feels like I'm walkin' on air
When we walk down our street
When the neighbors stop to watch us walk by
You can hear 'em talking (let them talk)

maybe, we'll get lucky with the weather
Just maybe, sun will shine like this all day
Oh baby, got the need to leave the city
Oh baby, I got the need

ain't greedy
Cliche to say I'm needed unless it's talks of getting even
I done took a lot of L's you did too if you lucky
My biggest problem is my pride

Made a promise I shouldn’t have 

with the church tower above my head

That old red had made you dance 

I had to catch you by my hand 

On that night, I

Waiting for orders we held in the wood
Word from the front never came
By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away
Ah, softly we move through

Roads to Moscow

Al Stewart

The Live Radio Concert

1980

Waiting for orders we held in the wood
Word from the front never came
By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away
Ah, softly we move through

can't ignore
I want to grow old with her, by my side
Her love is the reason I'm alive
I should have know this all before
That she was gonna be my girl

the Chinese chips
The Yorkshire terrier, the Glasgow kiss
That lucky old sun, that old Scotch mist
Theatre of dreams or bowl of crisps

Let the Scousers

And action
Sitting round it's end of year
Chilling as we get down on tequila and beer
A dragonfly flutters by stopping in to say hi
It lands down

time don't know how to go slow
I'd grow up and he'd grow old.
Now all those memories of me by his side
Between the pine trees and the life advice he

Wassup

Logic

Bobby Tarantino II

2018

You lucky if you get to see us close up (straight)
'Cause people depending on me like (ugh)
Tryna put a hit out on me, nah (ugh)
How many times that

passing by 
Without a thing you could do

Sun's reaching down, the night's cold is coming
Lucky ones disappear into their homes – their warm dwellings
Those

think life's been so hard man you've only been so lucky

Commas everything that our people chase
Commas everything but can't punctuate
We should know

though my life's like the Old man and the sea
Lucky me, I'll never give in
I stay driven, a couple of bad decisions, will never crush my ambition.
Love how

count my days by the sun
And if it wont rise for some reason
Maybe that's how I'll know when I'm done
And I'll pack it all up and shake off all the bad

friends car
Laying in the grass
Cigarette smiles, I guess we were the lucky ones

I remember your hand in mine
Sitting on the roof looking at the sky
Didn't

attracting you and me
Love is that we will never have farewell
Love is like we live in a fairy tale
You bring my lights, just like
The Sun, the Moon