Lyrics:
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding up to the old inn-door
He'd a French cocked-hat
to spread our wings and fly
Don't let another day go by my love
It'll be just like starting over, starting over
Why don't we take off alone
Take a trip
thing come George Benson
Per te è solo un gioco... Non mi fermerà
E tutto quest' odio... Non mi fermerà
Tu che lasci un vuoto... Non mi fermerà
Lascio le
got asthma and you built like a beanbag
How you got a job and still broke checkin' price tags?
Why would you try to end it all over a...
Nah I can't
and the cork
With both knees on the floor
As I thrust in and obey all the laws
Of the Congo dynamics
By Okafor
George the jungle
As I pull up in my lambo
Use my
Canarsie
I'm giving classy for free while you Charge a fee
Funkadelic they not just Knee
Deep how George Clinton is still a G
I get schooled by BoyQ
where the money at nigga and who got paid
Who got played white privileged spewed over a niggas grave
Giving you the truth of the matter is truly all I
there's no exception
I'll tell an interviewer next question
That way I have to deal with less tension
More time for listening to George Benson
I throw
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
Though hell should bar the way"
She twisted her hands behind her
But all the knots
and I tried
I'm over the lies
I'm starting all over again
Do you remember the feeling
When we had our first kiss
Felt like fireworks in the sky
I'm bout
and my sister who has been dismissed by all the racial slurs and taught she’d have to be a mother
This for Elijah and for George, fighting for our freedom
it's all over, I be the bounty picker
wiping niggas up like soap, niggas can never go
when you fools was fadin, I was sendin niggas to death row
all
Where I got my start
Where they still love Jesus, by God
And know George Strait songs by heart, yeah
I like the working blue crowd
Kinda
all I want my arms around you
I'm already late for my train
But I don't think about that
I think of you, George
At your piano, sweating in
(excuse me sir...)
What?
(excuse me, would you happen to be George Clinton?)
Can I get some security over here!
(excuse me, but would you happen to be
the horses mouth yunno
Well truth is niggas in the streets got to get together all over the nation
I'm talm bout we gotta get together in Chicago
We gotta get
can't stop,
'Til all my Gs,
Go over the wall,
"Woo"
Take it to another level,
Smoked a demon pack,
On the devil,
Treat this thing,
Like a free kick,
and easy
It's time to spread our wings and fly
Don't let another day go by my love
It'll be just like starting over
Starting over
Why don't we take
and easy
It's time to spread our wings and fly
Don't let another day go by my love
It'll be just like starting over
Starting over
Why don't we take
Starting all over with grace
Starting all over
℗ & written by Leon Tschernawin
I grew up in North Alabama, back in the 1970's,
When dinosaurs still roamed the earth Speaking
Of course of the Three Great Alabama Icons
George
the death of George Floyd" (talkin' bout people, the people)
R.I.P., George (talkin' bout people)
You're more than a legend, you're an icon (the people)
the glory of the risen King
We will see Your power over all the earth
When every knee will bow
Every knee will bow in the new beginning
Creating fire in
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