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Look out, look out, look out, look out Look in, look in, look in Look out, look out, look out, look out Look in, look in, look in All I do is
"On the run" (center text) Look out, look out, look out, look out Look in, look in, look in Look out, look out, look out, look out
There's a lot to learn For wastin' time There's a heart that burns There's an open mind Look out for my love, look out for my love Look out
out for my love Look out for my love Look out for my love Look out for my love You own it You own it now You own it There's a weight on you But you
away the men too busy getting rich to care Close their eyes and let it all out into the air Hoping nobody else would care Look out any window Look
Oh, grandpa Grandma's got a sock and mop To sock you on your playboy top Oh, grandpa Look out, look out, look out, look out Oh, grandpa You got home
friend The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten Look out, kid Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
friend The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten Look out, kid Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
Look out, look out Look out, look out Look out, look out Look out, look out Look out, look out There are murders about Guinea pig hair
I'm riding in a jet Say I'm goin, goin, goin, goin Goin, goin, goin, goin Ad libs (New York, look out here we come) Here we, here we come, yeah
Time machine jive, time machine jive Time machine jive, time machine jive You better look out, look out your window tonight There'll be a hot
Five bitches on my dick, six bitches on my dick Seven bitches want that dick, show yo' ass how to make a hit Look out, look out, I'ma hit a 4PEAT bitch
Pack jam Look out, pack jam Look out, Pack jam Look out, pack jam Look out, look out Pack jam. P-a-see-k-j-a-m, pack jam. P-a-see-k-t-a-m,
out, baby, oh, you better watch out Look out, baby, oh, you better watch out Look out, baby, I'm dangerous and mean Look out, baby, oh, you better
Look out where you're going There's danger ahead The signal is showing A definite red Look out what you're doing You're caught in a pot
laughing bones Seven come eleven, boys I'll take your money home Look out, look out, the Candyman Here he comes and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't
sweet innocence good-bye. And once you're in there'll be no getting out, So look out, look out, look out, look out. He's evil. He's evil. He's
Or else it will Translate your documents into Swahili Make your TV record "Gigli" Neuter your pets, and give you laundry static cling (Look out!) It's
laughing bones Seven come eleven, boys I'll take your money home Look out, look out, the Candyman Here he comes and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't
thin Cloreen Bacon Skin Brotch, you can't fuck with that, look out And the band said And look out, said Wait a minute, I said Bacon Skin,
She looks out of the window Wants to stand in the crowd she looks out Of the window She looks out of the window Wants to wave whirl and shout she
in To the eye of the storm Look out For the force without form Look around At the sight and the sound Look in, look out, look around Tough
in To the eye of the storm Look out For the force without form Look around At the sight and the sound Look in, look out, look around Tough
in To the eye of the storm Look out For the force without form Look around At the sight and the sound Look in, look out, look around Tough
