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that minimum pay
Ugh
Aye Mr. Bossman
You gotta show what you say
And pay what you owe
By the end of the day
I don't need excuses
I don't need
say this is an experience of the void.
Before trying to explain what this is and, you know, the funny thing is it really can't be explained because it
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
prove it by going out on the sly
Proving your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue)
Then turn
while I'm around
Toby?
Mr. Todd! You wait for him here
I'll return with the coach in less than half an hour
Don't worry
No one will recognize you
is of the essence you can fake it you won't make it
These boys can't really take any criticism
Driven by the thought of money such cynicism
Too late
the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost
at me now'
Hey Mr. DJ (Hey Mr. DJ)
Can you play my favorite song (will you play my favorite song)
I heard it say it's gonna get better
We gon' make
magical
Mr. Tim's other hand slappin you
Tread the narrow passage through the regulator habitats
Place where ain't no crackers at
Place where all
serious.
Mr. Lunt: A time to open up your heart...
Jimmy: ... and show how you feel, arttistically!
*camera shutter clicks*
Mr. Lunt: Because we all have
Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly
All the days drove by, but you're just tipping toes
I'm Mr. step baby, I'm slamming dunk on my foes
My big ol' foot demands chaos and justice
Afraid
implications - Formed by state and show
Fear the ethnic difference - the media lets you know
Assassins sowing the seeds of pain - wings of tyranny too close
of control
Mr. I'll make you famous
Or Mr. Pure white gold
Mr the best by far
Mr. Written in the stars
Mr. The purest pleasure
Mr. A wrestling treasure
Mr
Mr poooostman
Must have been a very long time (woh yeah)
Since I heard from this boyfriend of mine
So many days you past me by
You saw the tears
I raise my head in a touchy situation
(Mr. Skin you know where you've been)
Yes, I make my bed in the heart of the nation
(Mr. Skin you know where
up high
He said
Son, you don't have to be scared
"Cause I'm right by your side, I'm
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three Bears
Mr. Goldilocks and the Three
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many days you passed me by
See the tears standin' in my eyes
You didn't stop to make me feel better
By leavin' me a card or a letter
Mister Postman
Mr police you must stop killing us Mr police you must stop asitiyebole Mr police you must killing us hmm iyoko Mr police you must stop onabhegbegbe
Mr couple of women I get it Poppin
So Japan so they call me Mr Kamikaze
I guess I'm jus a pimpin ass nigga
You a sap that's a simping ass nigga
Brown
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
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