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Yo

You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart

Must of Got Lost

J. Geils Band

70's Greatest Rock Hits, Vol. 7: Rough & Rowdy

1991

And that's why your sitting there by the telephone 
And you know that she ain't going to call you!

So you put on the TV and you're watching Johnny Carson

Mr. Clean, bars are clean
In other words
I'm rockin' em
Sockin' em
In my genes
Within my DNA
So I'm comin clean
I must admit I make a mean rap
Goin'

by the boobies, booby trapped

All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I

now imma work for a K (Yeh)
So ain't no way imma call it a day

No way
Call it a day
I got some plans wanna marry the game
So nay
I ain't going away

face!
Your call I ain't changing.
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm afraid!
Good news! I said beware!
Get away! Get away! Get away!
Run rabbit run!

I

weak! Ah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah you know me. Cos my clean-up game's flique!
Bring the duckets for my MOP
I  make your oak pristine
Gimme all

time that I drop yo ass
Jump in that Jag like skrrt, go fast
By the way, you look better with me, oh well
One three, reach back, Odell
Real clean slick

clean shit
In my head it's
Like I'm racing aye yh
I get lost in the wind
When I bake, I bake it right

I dont got no emotions
Smoking away my bullshit

Mister Clean
And now he doggin'
On this donkey
Wash ya mouth out
Call that Listerine

Suck on my nipples
Rub on this ass
He secure the bag
So I rake in

Job! I’ve been called away on an emergency sabbatical!

UNCLE WALTER:
...Father Bill yelped over his shoulder, making haste westward, chasing the echo

I die, Hallelujah, by and by
I'll fly away

Jesus on the main line
Tell Him what you want
Jesus on the main line
Tell Him what you want
Jesus

awake no more psycodrama
No more of your dirty karma believe me
I wash my hands clean watch me walk away

Sorry I don't have a tissue
For all your

black
But now I got my back aye
The day I call it split, don't take it personal
I'm only hurting myself so let me stay away
If I stay a little longer I

up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
By gelato I ain't talkin' 'bout no ice cream
I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
My bitches mad my

a great run, now go run away, it's cool

'Cause everybody flawed, I could never need you
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Ain't nobody call

Call me when you're high
Call me when you're free
I'm talking to this girl
But she can't hear me
Imma pull up on you
Girl, don't smoke my weed
Girl,

After All

Patty Loveless

Patty Loveless

1987

After all I've givin you

After all the hours spent
Waitin by the phone
Wonderin' when you could get away
And now that you can
You don't call
After

the reigns
If my spirit left the earth today
I put hours in, I worked away
Homie, I climbed the ranks
I earned my way
So many times that I've been turned away

Clean

Ryan Adams

1989

2015

pouring down when I was drowning
That's when I could finally breathe
And by morning, gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean

There was

what you're worth

Clean up yo couch
Clean yo' motherfuckin' couch bitch
Heard you schemed by a hoe, ouch bitch
Talkin' all day you ain't about shit

She fucks my head up
That's what I call bad luck
Fall in love with girls that treat me like a back up
Gotta clean this mess up
Liquor in a red cup

Playa no problem
Smokin' on that home grown
Like I was a Rasta
Smells like Fish and it's red, call it Lobster
Lil Mommas jockin', niggas do too
But get

Smoke the pain away no medicine bitch I'm clean woah
Pull up with the team
Got no gang bitch I'm clean
Better tell them goofies go outside we sippin Lean