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Sheila But Hippolyte's a threat / Norman Whole life here in Kinja   Rests on this Tilson fete  I can't have a beheading  Or any blood letting   Oh Sheila
the rest so you can sell 

Oklahoma 
To Cinderella 
From Long Island 
And everyone's dying to play 
In Little America 

Lower your standards raise
if you stick one in their beak, them faggots down in Norman got a kinky streak.

CHORUS
"Come inside!"
"I am Jason the Freemason, what you're selling i do not need.
Mr. Patrick, orthodox Catholic, is more likely in your league."

At that
one hum goes bum!

Far above the other singers,
In the treble clef,
A soprano sings in be flat,
But the key is F

No one's perfect, no one's
Music by antonio carlos jobim, words by vinicius demoraes, translated by norman gimbel

How insensitive
I must have seemed
When she told me that she
the barge go by   He comin' to talk to you / Norman Who is Senator Pullman anyway  Why do I have to signal the barge? / Iris Welcome to the Caribbean, put
I got stoned in Norman's kitchen, we was talkin' 'bout the facts of life
He asked me was I happy as I reached for the butter knife
I said no and I
who cares anyway because I do not so Norman, if you're normal, I intend to 
be a freak for the rest of my life, and I shall baffle you with cabbages
a rest
give it a bad night's sleep
Norman says you can take a valum
or maybe something stronger
because he doesn't understand how you can get so
You didn't give me what I craved for
Why did you tease me with desire
Now I'm hanging by a wire

Laid to rest
Laid to rest

You left me
It started when the neighbors saw my fancy new T.V
That opens up the gate outside my home
And let's me let in anyone I really want to see
And keep
do
What can I do but love you?
For the rest of my days, the rest of my nights
What can I do but love you?

Summertime falls on the house in
it all around
lyrics get hard quick cement to the ground
for any em-cee in any fifty two states
I get psycho, killer, Norman Bates

my producer
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like norman mailer
Mi abuela raised three
'Cause I'm not comforted by red and blue lights when I'm hurtin'
Mommy loves you yeah I knew but I wasn't certain
'Cause the lenses through which she views
Yo
Just so you all know what time it is
It's your homeboy
Straight from the A-T
I ain't even going say the motherfucking rest
But you know
We can
it all around
lyrics get hard quick cement to the ground
for any em-cee in any fifty two states
I get psycho, killer, Norman Bates

my producer
again

For the rest of my life
Will you be by my side
I can’t make it by myself
I want you and no one else
For the rest of my life

And when my
again

For the rest of my life
Will you be by my side
I can’t make it by myself
I want you and no one else
For the rest of my life

And when my memories
Hear my tale, I'm Norman Normal, always humble, mild and meek.
In my bank a lowly banker, run-down brach on nowhere street
'Till one day a stranger
find rest in you

It's no secret that we don't belong here
Though set apart by the grace of you
We look for the day when we go to a place
Where
And the lines they go by

Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry

I live my life in cocaine
Just a rage and three kinds
And the lines they go by

Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry

I live my life in cocaine
Just a rage and three kinds
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like norman mailer
Me and willa raised three