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the wide, wide world 

I dreamed of gentlemen I would meet 
I saw them all kneeling at my feet 
I can't understand it, my hair is all curled 
But my
and train smoke. 
Somehow my watch and chain got lost. 
I wish I was home in Evelyn's Kitchen, 
With old Gyp curled around my feet.
And I hope my Pony 
I
the wide, wide world 

I dreamed of gentlemen I would meet 
I saw them all kneeling at my feet 
I can't understand it, my hair is all curled 
But my
got lost
I wish I was home, in Evelyn's kitchen
With old Gyp curled around my feet

I hope my pony
I hope my pony
I hope my pony knows the way back home
hadn't 
Chosen that life style that career my son would be alive today if I could sum 
Up Christopher in one word the word would be generous th thing
I was there on the day the monkey came into this world
His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly curled
He didn't look too different
smoke
Somehow my watch and chain got lost

I wish I was home
In Evelyn's kitchen
With old Gyp curled around my feet
And I hope my pony
I hope my
Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
Bitch don't just stand there wit
Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
Bitch don't just stand there
girl
Take up che gun now fe shot up che world
Oonu see de gun disguised - Oonu see de gun Jeri-Curled
Boy see de gun an' him cyaan say a word
Drop
Now the boss who was a standing around,
A watching of the show,
He walked up to the stranger,
And he said he needn't go,
If you can handle a lariat
(Forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled your lashes whirled but still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go
Diamonds and pearls don't move this girl
She can be icy cold to the crawl
One of her lungs breathes in another world
While the other sticks around
back
For the mountain high or a city street,
It's the same old world below our feet
It's time to wake up, people, and take a look around
We all stand
repercussion, cause mass destruction
Fuck around strain ya til ya plan malfunction
Sit cha ass down, hey, bouncin' out ta flushin'
Check extra P by the boom
Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
B**** don't just stand there wit
body is curled in a U shape
I put on my best, but I'm still afraid
Propped by lies and promises, saving my place as life forgets
Maybe it's time I saw
be damned

For it seems correct
To kill and steal
To be a proper man

I find myself
Full up with hate
To lose it on the world

An eye for deeds
to hold the job
Better forget it (Forget it), who wants their hair done by a slob
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled,
But still the world is
to hold a job
Better forget it (Forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled your lashes twirled but still the world is
rain
Falling down on an Oklahoma plain
Oh leave the world behind me
Look around and you will find me

[Chorus: ]

(I will be) in the smoke from
to fangs
"Oh I die"
It was the black wolf they call nothing
"Oh I die"
And by its side I curled and lied
"Oh I die"
I died into sleeping soundlessly
Walking around the happiest place in the world
But all I do is wonder if your hair's still curled 
South of Brownsville, Texas south of Miami Beach
The world at my sneakers,
Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, 
Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether,
Came on the scene at 19
body's curled in a U-shape.
I put on my best, but I'm still afraid.

Propped up by lies and promises.
Saving my place as life forgets.
Maybe it's time I