Lyrics:
three four
(spoken)
Gather round friends, why hurry
Let's all stay a little longer
(sing)
Ya oughta see my blue eyed Sally
She live way down
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
to sing out of key
I get by with a little help from my friends
I'm gonna fly with a little help from my friends
Gonna try with a little help from my
She calls me Jerry Sprunger so why does your girl
Know my name
Your girl is sitting on my lap like she wants a present from santa
Cody you're like Shane
"Come on, Toto... !") and having a nice time with his little accordion ("Toto... !"), and this weird wind came up ("Toto... !"), direct from Glendale
her up with meat
A cocker spaniel damn near whatchu smoking thinking that it's beef
But really I know how to handle phonies lemme dial my peeps
These
Faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie dust
If you wanna fly with us
Faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie dust
Take my hand girl we ain’t in
Of Key
(chorus)
I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends
I Get High With A Little Help From My Friends
I'm Gonna Try With A Little Help From My Friends
ya'll, somethings a little fishy
I smell, I smell, I smell pussy
What's your name, where you from? Almost done with interview
I'm into havin'
curses and blessings a little uneven, that shit got me all out of whack
I don't mean to scare you, I'm jugglin' problems
I thought you would help me with
to sing out of key
I get by with a little help from my friends
I get high with a little help from my friends
Gonna try with a little help from my
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
might have some kind of friendship
We don't lisa was my only friend
She was different from the other girls
She was more like me
Or maybe I was like her?
daughters, mom, dad, wife
If you gotta best friend, just know they hard to come by
So through my cycle of duration
Dealt with plenty tough decisions
Sat back
From a young teen, a murder team, inspired by crime
See Allah Just granted permission for my position
Sit down, write rhymes, escaping this repetitive
Mic, mic, mic
Yeah we good now
Turn the vocals down a little bit, just a little bit
I want it loud
Here's my moment of clarity
I've been
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
trailing anymore
He's ahead of the race while maintaining his innocence
Little does he know his train is derailing
And he's about to be raped by this game
ever run into any members of the tree dog night?
Joe shermy once i...
Oh! they are my favorite band!
They're so professional, I mean...
So creative...
loud, funny
And mad cool he kept it so real
With me from the jump, like
"Stay away from all these bitch-ass
Niggas none of them are your
Friends" Him
backyard
Liar
But Joe said
This is no lie; I speak to God all the time
And he told me to head west
So I'll take my Part Three, from the hill with
Fat Joe, TPain shawty
[T-Pain:]
Shawty I couldn't help but notice
That you were sitting on the sideline
I got all the material thang
That chu need
from the suds
And the tears they're pourin' down on me
Send me out to sea and take me to a place
Where the whiskey's a little more sour
I guess
chase it with booze, one little taste it'll do
Maybe I'll take it and snooze, then tear up the stage in a few
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Fuck
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