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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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