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A horse and a flea and three blind mice Sat on a curbstone shooting dice The horse, he slipped Then fell on the flea "Whoops," said the flea "There's
The tears that fall Fella interstellar I'm miles from home The blame is yours Blame you, blame you Hey there Woke up on a curbstone as high as a sofa
Now I would like friends if this evening We should stand there with all other of god's creatures on the curbstone And watch this march of time
the matter, Mr. G? Have another pot of tea. Mr. Goldstone I love you! There are good stones and bad stones and curbstones and gladstones and touchstones
hair was red And my eyes weren't dead I was a cool cool kid on the curbstone scene And the lights in my eyes they were evergreen Like you've never
about a girl brought me back here again Stumbled round her house tonight I could give her a call Stumbled over the curbstone on the way to her door
back the gate and find the Piece of paper lying on the curbstone, But the lady won't be there. Later in the day, You'll be searching for a way
and find the piece of paper Lying on the curbstone but the lady won't be there And later in the day, you will be searching for a way To let her know, you're
A horse and a flea and three blind mice Sat on a curbstone slipped on ice The horse he slipped and fell on the flea "Whoops," said the flea,
of sandals on the curbstones Echo in my head... Oh the way the love has dwindled In the end All these hours undone. I try to avert your love You brought
you! [Herbie:] There are good stones and bad stones and curbstones and gladstones and touchstones and such stones as them. [Rose:] There are big stones
there own â?¦too offence of the obvious, slide. Slide before but not too soon, slide before full curbstone? Answer to a question the hearts made
love you There are good stones and bad stones And curbstones and gladstones And touchstones and such stones as them There are big stones and small
Do you see the lady Sitting on the curbstone Out of necessities Covers her face For me not to see her On the street she sleeps By the lamp Within
To The Dogs Because You Can't Lament The Consequence Of Ignoring Murphy's Law When You're Sitting Around On A Curbstone And You're Wondering What The Fuck It's
To The Dogs Because You Can't Lament The Consequence Of Ignoring Murphy's Law When You're Sitting Around On A Curbstone And You're Wondering What The Fuck It's
forever And watch the summer paint your skin Sirens in the water I know Reflections of you in pieces of me Gold paint on a concrete curbstone She's
dethroned You you Trying to raise, while on a gold race From the curbstone to the airspace Howling to the tune crying to the moon Torn down, pushed aside
the island's edge as I turn the wheel Like pebbles underneath my hull, I can hear the curbstone squeal Whoever that poor soul may be, the nasty twist in that
got you biting down on the curbstone Spitting from the dome, these bars are homegrown Stay on top of the block grinding with innovation Growing despite
a goldstone is more precious to us than them There are good stones and bad stones And curbstones and gladstones And limestone white and red There are big
is for you Baby don't get confused Cause this one's for you Broke my heart and you left me on a curbstone Taking shots reminiscing of what went wrong
Kid I know It's hard Honey I know It's hard But tell me what isn't Curbstone coffins and social balls Rubies and diamonds, smiles and all Famous
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