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We started out and life was perfect
I never thought our love would change
But years of ups and downs made a difference
It's not the same as it was yesterday

I don't treat you like I used to
You don't look the same into my eyes
We thought the best would be behind us
But the best keeps getting better all the time

We learned how to love and how to make up
And found what it takes to be enough
Like a 30-year-old wine hearts intertwined
The best keeps getting better all the time

I love you now more than ever
And you appreciate me more today
Melted together, hearts and minds
The best keeps getting better all the time

We learned how to love and how to make up
And found what it takes to be enough
Like a 30-year-old wine, hearts intertwined
The best keeps getting better all the time

Like a 30-year-old wine, hearts intertwined
The best keeps getting better all the time
The best keeps getting better all the time
(Rob Quarters) 
People keep askin' ?why Rob Quarter, why Rob Quarter, 62-year-old motherfuckin g?? 
Wanna make an album, that's all. 
You know, I been, I've been thinking about doin' this shit since, you know, back when I was forty, so I figured ?
It's the Natural Disaster: T-Storm comin' at
You with another Hip-Hop spotlight
Since the success of being a radio air
Personality from back in the day
And later goin' on to
Release his independent album
Ludacris has inspired other radio jocks
To persue careers in Hip-Hop
Meet Rob Quarters
A 62-year-old air personality from WZZZ
In Bus County Georgia
I was granted the opportunity to holla at
Mr quarters about his upcoming album
And here's what he had to say

People keep askin' "Why Rob
Quarter, why Rob Quarter
62-year-old muthafuckin' g?"
You know, I just don't get it
Last year, I was nobody
This year I'm selling records
Now everybody wants to come around
Like I owe 'em something'
The fuck you want from me, ten million dollars?
Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail

(Here I lay)
Man, it feels good to be home
Meet Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker
After coming home from a hard day's work
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed with another man
(What the fuck?)
Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail

(Here I lay)
Man, it feels good to be home
Meet Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker
After coming home from a hard day's work
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed with another man
(What the fuck?)
Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail

(Here I lay)
Man, it feels good to be home
Meet Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker
After coming home from a hard day's work
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed with another man
(What the fuck?)
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
7, 8, 9, 11 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
I still feel the same way I did when I was 17
I still look over my shoulder waitin' for the world to change

But these are the good old days
These are the good old days
These are the good old days
And I think I'd like to stay
Oh, I'd like to stay
Oh, I'd like to stay

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years ago
I didn't see a belly with a child on the inside
6, 7, 8, 10 years ago I thought I knew about love
I only knew about the fight
I look back and I realize all those times I was lonely
Praying for someday to hurry up and come and save me

But these are the good old days
These are the good old days
These are the good old days
And I wish that I could stay
I wish that I could stay
I wish I could stay

These are the good old days
That I could stay
These are the good old days
And the more that you let it go
The faster the time goes
The darker the night is
The lighter the moon glows

These are the good old days
These are the good old days

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years from now
I hope I'm still getting down
Hope I'm still around
But 6, 7, 8, 10 beers ago
I had a revelation all is well right now
It's all good right now
It's all good right now
It's all good right now

These are the good old days
These are the good old days
These are the good old days
And I wish that I could stay

These are the good old days
These are the good old days
These are the good old days
And I wish that I could stay

These are the good old days
These are the good old days
These are the good old days
And I wish that I could stay
I wish that I could stay
And I wish that I could stay (these are the good old days)
And I wish that I could stay

These are the good old days (these are the good old days, yeah)
These are the good old days (these are the good old days, yeah)
These are the good old days (these are the good old days, yeah)
These are the good old days (these are the good old days, yeah)
No nation’s lost more men than Uncle Sam
From the fields of France to Ewo Afghanistan
No, freedom isn’t free
Neither is liberty
It ain’t the protesters and politicians
It’s the nineteen year-olds on dangerous missions

Hey we don’t apologize for America
That old V-F-W, that is sacred ground
And we like to sing along on that good old haggard song
When you’re runnin’ down our country halls
You’re walkin’ on the fightin’ side of me

So get behind the stars and stripes
Or just get the hell out and quit your riot
So you’ve got a long list of things that you don’t like
Well please do us a favor, all you America haters
Why don’t you move to Mexico tonight?
Please take your girlfriend home
She's only fifteen
She shouldn't be back here alone
I'm horny and my mind begins to roam
So please take your drunken
Fifteen year-old girlfriend home

She found mama's quaalude 'script
Took a few just right before the show
She is no beer drinker
She used the bathroom fifteen times I know
Her overtures were rather crude
Her boyfriend he was more than rude to me
I'm twenty-eight and I don't date
I still know classy women who like me

So please take your girlfriend home
She's only fifteen
She shouldn't be back here alone
I'm horny and my mouth begins to foam
So please take your 15
Year-old girlfriend home

She said our show was rather dull
She liked Jethro Tull more than she liked us
She said a cab cost twenty bucks
I gave her thirty cents to ride the bus
When she hit me with a mic
Something with which I could not agree
When she said she dug the harmonica player
A whole lot more than she dug me

So please take your girlfriend home
She's only 15
She shouldn't be back here alone
Oh, take her to go read the Rolling Stone
And please take your drunken
15 year-old girlfriend home
I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun
Through customs over in London
And last week I seen this Schwarzenegger movie
Where he's shootin' all sorts of these motherfuckers with an Uzi
I sees three little kids up in the front row
Screaming, "Go," with their 17-year-old uncle
I'm like, "guidance?
Ain't they got the same moms and dads
Who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?"
I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beer
Still crazy after all these years, still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years, still crazy after all these years

Four in the morning, I'm tapped up and yawning, longing my life away
I never worry, why should I, oh yeah, it's all gonna fade

Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars roll by
I fear I'll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy, still crazy, still crazy after all these years
(siren)

Ah well, I'm afraid we've
Lost Brian Goebbels
So while they they're sorting
It out, we have a report
From Barry Loathesome in Loughborough
On the British preparations for
This most important event

Here at Loughborough are five
Young men chosen last
Week to be eaten for Britain this summer
Obviously, the most important part
Of the event is
The opening sixty yard sprint
Towards the crocs
And 22-year-old Nottingham
Schoolteacher Gavin worolowe is rated
By some pundit's not only the fastest
But also the tastiest British
Morsel since Barry
Gordon got a bronze at Helsinki
In charge of the team is
Sergeant Major Harold Duke

(Now you not only gotta get
Into that pit first
You gotta get eaten first!
(Pump up the volume)
(Pump up the volume)

I say, thinkin' of a master plan
Motherfucker, I'm a mastermind
I'm an 18-year-old dollar sign
I'm a one man tragedy, I'm Columbine
I'm sharp as fuck but no porcupine
Penitentiary blade to cut yo' ass up
Good-lookin' hunk
Lookin' for anybody thats lookin' for me
Shotty look 'em right in the eye
What do I see?
I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times, and we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years

Four in the morning
Crapped out, yawning
Longing my life away
I'll never worry
Why should I?
I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times, and we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years

Four in the morning
Crapped out, yawning
Longing my life away
I'll never worry
Why should I?
I met my old lover on the street last night

He seemed so glad to see me

I just smiled

And we talked about some old times

And we drank ourselves some beers

Still crazy after all these years

Oh still crazy after all these years



I'm not the kind of girl who tends to socialize

I seem to lean on old familiar ways

And I ain't no fool for love songs

That whisper in my ears

Still crazy after all these years

Still crazy after all these years

(Crazy, I'm gonna crazy, I'm gonna crazy)



Four in the morning, crashed out, yawning

Longing my life away

I'll never worry

Why should I?
Sir, I do appreciate the offer
I don't believe I caught your name
I don't get to get out very often
It's hard to find the time to get away
I think it's only fair you hear my story
Before you spend $3.50 on that beer

I've got two little kids that call me mama
My 14 year-old thinks that I'm a witch
Between soccer practice and ballet, Britney Spears and Dr. Dre
Romance is the last thing on my list
So, Frank was it, tell me what you think
Do you still wanna buy me that drink

So, Frank, tell me how you feel
About teenage girls being on the pill
Do you mind Friday nights at home
'Cause frankly, I've been here before
Married twice and twice divorced
And alimony sure don't pay the bills
Now that's an awful lot of information
But I don't have the time to mess around, 'cause

I've got two little kids that call me mama
My 14 year-old wants to pierce her lip
Between algebra and spelling bees and anything to keep the peace
Romance is the last thing on my list
So Frank, honey, tell me what you think
Do you still wanna buy me that drink

I've got two little kids that call me mama
My 14 year-old's really a good kid
I really wouldn't blame you none if you got the urge to up and run
Is being Daddy even on your list
So, Frank, darling, tell me what you think
Do you still wanna buy me 
I'll take a Miller Lite, please
If you still wanna buy me that drink

Hey, Frank, you look a little pale….
You are
Eighteen year-old girl
Who live in small city of Japan
You heard me on the radio
About one year ago
And you wanted to know
All about me
And my hobbies
My favorite food
And my birthday

Why are you so far away from me?
You are
Eighteen year-old girl
Who live in small city of Japan
You heard me on the radio
About one year ago
And you wanted to know
All about me
And my hobbies
My favorite food
And my birthday

Why are you so far away from me?
I met my old lover
On the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of man
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on
Old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years

Four in the morning
Crapped out
Yawning
Longing my life away
I'll never worry
Why should l?
When I was a child I used to sit
On the toilet seat backward and wait
For the burning sensation between my legs to
Go away i did not understand that
If only my finger had found it's way to
My pussy the aching would have subsided
That all the twisting and pulling and rubbing
And scratching of my arms and
My legs would not satisfy my hunger that the
Wetness in my underpants had nothing to
D with my mother overdressing me but as
A child I did not have the
Words to ask, so I stayed
On fire and burning
Tormented and yearning until that
Glorious day when finger found flesh and with
Legs spread open and back arched
Honey poured from my 14-year-old
Gash and I wеpt
You're a beautiful boy
With all your little toys
Your eyes have seen the world
Though you're only four years old
And your tears are streaming
Even when you're smiling
Please, never be afraid to cry 

You're a beautiful boy
With all your little ploys
Your mind has changed the world
And you're now forty years old
You got all you can carry
And still feel somehow empty
Don't ever be afraid to fly 

All you beautiful boys
Creating multiple plays
You like to fence in your world
And settle down when you're old
You can run from pole to pole and never scratch your soul
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back
Don't be afraid to be afraid
I'm four years old! 
I'm four years old! 
I just threw up on my grandmother

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