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could Bought a car I knew that I would Never be able to afford Drove it home with the windows down Wanted everyone to see me All the kids in
eyes fell to the floor He said "I don't know what you're looking for- I hope you find it" There was brilliant silence In three weeks all her money was
don't believe it Too many times Too many times Boy I have seen this So believe me when I say it Think twice think twice Think I wanna be your girl Boy you
the persona And she say that she like my aroma I'm sorry miss, I gotta leave but it ain't what it seems, got a dream that will take shit over More range than
brain is gone, must be stuck inside the crash All of a sudden I see my whole life just go by in a flash Can't stand up, can't look around and I really
no P.S. party, me and gang be in the cord Uh, heard he havin' baby, bitch, I grabbed him by the cord Now I'm jumpin' from the free throw, bitch, I feel
They believe I'm an easy target, I'm shielded by bodies like I live in a closet It was easy at first, lil beefs but bullets started raining, shit got
away, but you cannot hide Yeah, it's time to do the work, put my feelings aside No, I can't even tell you what goes on in my mind I've been, I've been,
Thinking 'bout you, day and night Without you here, it's just not right I need you back in life, my heart is aching can't you see? You were the one
cassette Working for a thick-necked man by the name of Yes Chef I'd rather be drinking in a hammock than scraping out the ramekins The whole kitchen is
of things Speaking backwards, with wings that can fly Unperceived by the sneery All you see will be said To be just in your head It's so simple In
between And you came in, turned the lights on And created what it's came to be Before I pluck your wings, cover me, please Spread your wings cover
between And you came in, turned the lights on And created what it's came to be Before I pluck your wings, cover me, please Spread your wings cover
Jean at the Motown We can do it all if you need to, Sit by my side, gimme time and I'll please you, please do True, you ain't seen nothing yet,
between And you came in, turned the lights on And created what it's came to be Before I pluck your wings, cover me, please Spread your wings cover
pretty You act like there's no one left Alive in the whole city Well maybe the end is upon you And what then, here repeat after me It goes, I
the time and find a hundred ways to show it She'll be yours You lucky guy Just remember this as every day goes by That a girl needs to love and be loved
behind my magazine Then I see you walk on by I'm not ready to be seen I'll just sit right here and spy Boys will come and boys will go Tell me
now, I fear That maybe I can't roll with these punches. I don't Want to be that man. Independence is all me have but That's now becoming a joke by
friend by the way they act And if you ask me now I can't be much help 'Cause a friend's somebody you judge for yourself Doesn't matter what I think, I see
not be roused. She was kissed by pigs and doctors all over the land. The birds in the trees came down and landed in her hair. They built a nest
Yesterday When I was just a boy In times of youthful hero worship My kind have been molded by images on the screen Brought up to emulate the big
in this brand new world The one without you by my side And I'm getting all this good advice On making it an easy ride They say Don't call him up
cure. We will soon be punished for what we have done. I await the moment, I am prepared. There will come a time in life to take control.
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