Lyrics:
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys and the car and the home
But her friends were really his friens
No one stops by to see her much any
you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're more
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
career,
I know I've done my best.
Well, at least
She's a good looking spy.
What if my Russian friend
Thinks that my plans
Are more of an intimate
shit, man
Just pushin' more Peter, more sweeter, more completer
Than any Peter pusher around
See what I'm sayin', twin? Ha (ha-ha-ha)
Spider back,
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
regular table most Friday nights
Always a bottle of wine to make it feel right
They brought more friends to hear me than I can count
The kind of amigos it's
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
than that
I won't say the words
Then take them back
Don't give loneliness a chance
Baby listen to me when I say
I will love you more than that
for this fellow
Cause you are the abbott into my costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
Red solo cup, you're more than just plastic
More than
again
I try to tell myself that we
Could never be more than friends
When all the while inside
I knew it was real (ooh)
The way you make me feel, hey,
, ooh oh
You're my best friend, uh huh
And you're more than a lover
There could never be another
Make me feel the way you do
And oh we just get
the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying
I love you
I hear
were shot down by the National Guard troops
Just like Uncle Sam I put on my fighting shoes
School shot down cause there's no more to lose
Now we're
As soon as A La stepped off (the floor)
People started hollerin (for more)
Beggin us to bless 'em with an (encore)
You know the Peas they game
Squeezin' like Freddie Foxx, and his two glocks
Rocks don't impress niggas who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the B.E.P, we
toup blow off
I ain't crip I'm just a blue gray show off
Ghetto fab I more than rap for my bucks
Keep two 9's on me like Warren Sapp from the Buccs
right away,
you will be thrilled, because the other seat is filled
by a long-standing friend of yours.
Action!
Well, here we are face to face once
be rude to you, baby
Can't wait, just say
That you wanna be more than just friends
Boy, I'ma love you until the end, the end, the end, the end,
be rude to you, baby
Can't wait, just say
That you wanna be more than just friends
Boy, I'ma love you until the end, the end, the end, the end,
again
I try to tell myself that we
Could never be more than friends
When all the while inside
I knew it was real (ooh)
The way you make me feel, hey,
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this
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