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one out of the car and then 
You're the loudest one in the bar 
Tell me is there something wrong girlfriend? 
What's with this new version of who you
Pre>this is reported to be played with open tuning but what tuning
Exactly I don't know. I have created a simple version which
Gets me by. it
There's a better version of me
That I can't quite see
But things are gonna change
Right now I'm a total mess and

Right now I'm completely
I haven't seen him for a year.
 Is it true that young Forbes had to marry that Faggot
 He met in the Vale of Kashmir?
 Have you had any news
A version of a virgin purified by a bleeding heart you ruined my life
And it's never ending
This air spoiled by the times when you were here
And I feel
Combined versions from Norman Blake and Doc Watson

A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at ease
Said one I'll tell you something, boys, if you
It's the brown child, better version of the story
Sees Conji, a sister, mother played by Tori
In Astoria, kid named Tiki took the cake
The greens
Oh why can't I be what you need 
A new improved version of me 
But I'm nothing so good 
No I'm nothing 
Just bones, a lonely ghost burning down
Wanting her to acknowledge this new version of me,
But now everyone's watching, expecting I'll fail,
But there's fire in me belly, there's wind in me
Versión español: rudy pérez/mario platiño
Rob mathes/stephanie lewis

La luna fue alguna vez
Roca nada más
Why las estrellas
would die for less 
You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow 
If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow 
You ain't promise
Mainly my own though, I’ve lost patience
I’m painting over old photos, I’m new now
Fresh out the box all bloody
Somebody cut me loose, slap me, call me
At first I was afraid I was petrified
Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Thinkin' how you did
Him famous?
Then the cart stop, she step off, it's time to refocus,
I'm questioning my heart, examining my motives,
Why I'm captivated by the brown
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you

I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
different now, I ain't the same man I was
Hi, how are you doing? I'm new and improved with even less to lose
A collector's edition version of a virgin drink
There's a ghost in my bedroom, it haunts me at night.
I've asked him to leave, but he keeps stopping by.
Just when I think that I'm alone, it shows
the weight splashes inside and keeps falling
no smiles, beauty hidden for protection
until trampled by shuffling feat
until a new season arrives and brings
I stood before the glittery borders of new radius in search of the fabled city of mud and crushed velvet, what I found was a gutter where the love
up like Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
As I Remember my menage au trois was mired by sluts
I questionmark your heart
mired by sluts
I questionmark your heart, punctuate your fate
All your version predicates 
Done as well as you pronunciate
In the (west)?,we're gonna
started it
Then humbly move the fuck on and come with that new retarded shit
New slang, new thought, new sound
Who's heart you thought you had?

kill you! 

I'm the ugliest version of passed down toxic capitalist 
Rapid emcee perversion I'm America! 
Your bleeding heart liberal drivel gets
Let me know pretty baby
Is he doin' you right?
You might need somebody 
New in your life
Somebody who is your type

Call me up,anytime
make a mess
And rupture the blood vessels in your neck fucking with Rip
Got millions of blueprints on zip disk
Stock versions of sick verses that come