Lyrics:
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
Walk right in, it's around the back
Just
of the tennis courts
In June, July and August we look cute when we're dressed in shorts
The Vanderbilts have asked us up for tea
We don't know how to get
of the tennis courts
In June, July and August we look cute when we're dressed in shorts
The Vanderbilts have asked us up for tea
We don't know how to get there,
The pride of the tennis courts
In June, July and August
we look cute when we're dressed in shorts
The Vanderbilts have asked us up for tea
We don't
The pride of the tennis courts
In June, July and August
we look cute when we're dressed in shorts
The Vanderbilts have asked us up for tea
We don't
of the tennis courts,
In June, July and August we look cute when we're dressed in shorts
The Vanderbilts have asked us up for tea,
We don't know how to get
the drugs ran out
Or until someone recalled being employed
We all worked in restaurants
If we worked at all
Justin made his ends meet selling pot
Nasty in
ALL
Wine and Beer!
MAUREEN
The enemy of Avenue A, will stay
(they sit)
RESTAURANT MAN
Oy vey.
COLLINS
What brings a mogul in his own mind,
Helen's sits on the corner of first avenue
She's not the first one to be there that is true
But as long as I recall she's been working from that
I stack my money, handle business, then I fast-forward just another stamp in my Michelin
Passport. Dining at restaurants where the dinners come in
has been on probation since
2008 for a gun charge
And was sentenced last July for not
Communicating with the court to
It's satisfaction) Though he
Wenn ich rich bin spiel ich Tennis, Tennis
Auf meinem Court in Calabasas, Basas
Wenn ich rich bin spiel ich Tennis, Tennis
Mit meiner Bitch in Adidas
randomer restaurant with she friend Anita
You should meet her, Anita's another big eater
Slipped disc for the waiter then there's always a feature
When
Bitch yeah)
Bitch this restaurant 5 stars nigga, I'm Still poppin' that seal bitch
I done looked at myself in the mirror like "Damn this shit real bitch"
some loud hi-hats
His dog got popped at the place of the transaction
Dudes from Spain set him up, straight flattened
On Flatbush Avenue, a restaurant
Say Squirt let's get it popping (From the last time, I)
Got no time for court (Is that her in the car?)
Okay I'm known to get it popping if it's
been eatin in hell's restaurant
Magic in my eyes I say their charmed
Call the manager I get what I want
I won't be careful
This exactly what in hell I've
I'm all alone on prophet avenue
It's dark in Malibu
'Cause I'm what, out of sight
Said I'm what? Outta sight
Never play with my revenue
Turn visions
the restaurant next door
Think I'll stay home tonight so what's on TV?
Every day all I think of baby is you
Every time I close my eyes
Every day all I think
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
don't mind
If you got his too it'd be really kind"
And I fucking did
I went to the restaurant and got them some food
I slinked my sorry ass into your
went pop, now the wrist got vanity
Boy he hot
I don't think yall understanding me
Three car garage, four cars, a calamity
No caveats, at the restaurant
À la croisée des chemins, je partage une cigarette
À l’abri sous l’auvent du restaurant y fait frette
Avec une gang de maganés qui vivent dans la
when your avenue's gone
Damn, it's a shame how the bullets slammed in your brain
How the ice slammed the pain, rammin' your dame
That's because she
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