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from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in
Don't let it abide in my dreams
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Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in. Don't let it abide in my dreams.
Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit.
It was now Mid-August which meant he had
Been separated from Marsha for more than two months.
Two months,
Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. It was now Mid-August which meant he had
been separated from Marsha for more than two months. Two months,
weekend,
Mad about bars,
But I'm scared about trust,
(Agh)
They sound the same pretty much,
See I care about you,
You might not see the same way,
But I
She be down in LA yeah
Down by the Bay
Shawty run my mind
And shawty don't play
I be down in LA yeah
Down by the bay
Shawty run my mind
And shawty
place is a lover's oasis where life's weary chase is unknown.
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in,
Far from the crowded city
Where flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in
Don't let it apart in my dream
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plates
It was somewhere in Nevada, it was cold outside
She was shiverin' in the dark, so I offered her a ride
Three bank jobs later, four cars hot
plates
It was somewhere in Nevada, it was cold outside
She was shiverin' in the dark, so I offered her a ride
Three bank jobs later, four cars hot
You could always tell right from the start
This town's not what we used to love
And all the foolish lies and pretty smiles
But I can't help myself
get through
Cause she won't wake up, till the afternoon
Till the afternoon
Wake up here by your side
Must have been a pretty big night
Based on the way
you by my side
Oh-oh, it’s cold outside, 10 below
I could complain, but you know that I won’t babe
Everything’s gonna be just fine
With you by my side
sitting pretty
It wasn't easy to stay alive
And they'd run from the city to the sun and the country
And never quite get away
When the weekend came
came from the trenches
I'm still in the trenches
But I handled my business
Not your type sorry not typical
Not by chance surely by choice
Very intact
shades in My Louis V
Welcome to land of the free
Outside, we dey on the streets
Chillin' from Sunday to Sunday
We dey thank God for the Friday
Ye, wo
place is a lover's oasis where life's weary chase is unknown.
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in,
place is a lover's oasis where life's weary chase is unknown.
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in,
Far from the crowded city
Where flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in
Don't let it apart in my dream
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no time
All eyes, No lies
You could be mine by the end of the night
No ties, just might
Only here till the morning so let's live for tonight
Red dress,
Bad habits I got some bad habits
I admit I admit it imma addict
I be smoking
I be drinking
I be turning up every fucking weekend
On the side
We don't ever ever
Give fuck
What you want
We just run it up
Hit a lick
On a chump
Just to get the bucks
From the east side
Outside wit the funk
We
It’s the herb the herb that free my mind, got me looking at the world from a view outside
They say you can’t let a blind man lead the blind oh no
leaving
4 AM and instead of sleeping
I'm at my demon's nightly meeting…
By the toilet coughing, heaving
The only meal I've had all weekend
Can't run from
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