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a little Just a little bit of sunshine And when someone calls you up And you come asking for my help Imma do my thing (Yeah) Cause you're (Rooming with
line You can't find me nowhere Come on over to the city jail Because I'll be rooming over there I'll be rooming over there I'll be rooming
I see full moon rooming calling your name Falling Fall for your love got me shamed I see full moon rooming calling your name Falling Fall for
party Who I guess must have been your friends A honeymoon that's half-forgotten Time rooming-in spotty at best Her face I can't remember I haven't seen
to slow down Why's the room moving slow now (Yeah) Every weekend we've been pouring up the drank We've been pouring up the drank Why's the rooming moving
really a crutch I got on my knees and pray to the Lord To give me the means to finally afford These luxury cars and rooming and board So many lessons I had
the butterfly from buffer zone In the Land of the Living The chrysalis gets a-ripping No more rooming with despair I turned off the electric chair yeah I'm
somehow it'd cause me pain I was rooming at the Drake, how the hell you found my name Damn I was wrong (I was wrong) How could I have stooped so low
Dearest, darlingest Momsie and Popsicle My dear father There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shiz But of course, I'll care for Nessa
get out, I'll call the police I tell you." "All right, doctor, I'm going." Of course it was cold and far to walk, rooming house, a shabby street, room
Dearest darlingest momsie and popsical My dear father There's been some confusion Over rooming here at Shiz But of course, I'll care for
I got a room down in Hollywood Rent was cheap It was this rooming house There was an old man who lived in the room next to me We shared
to Fran Lewis Anybody fuckin' with snitches we call it rag rooming So you can keep that movin' I mark niggas for death, don't let me start tattooin' First
I get psychedelic with a pen and a pad Rooming up in no it's about that critical Find it difficult to be so analytical I'm filled with hope
It was my first night in that rooming house In the last room down the hall I heard a hoarse voice and an old guitar Coming through the paper thin
what's the rumors 'bout? I really done got it out the trenches, nigga, rooming houses I come from the place where the only options is you do or die
doing is rooming up in hotels And scooping up lots of wine There was once a boy of life Who lived upon a knife He took his share of everywhere But he
look wide She's got a flat in an annex rooming house and an old punch buggy red She's got nicaraguan needlepoint spread over the foot of the bed Where
a dung eating swine and He took out a butchers knife And she screamed Backing into the rooming house wall Still pretty somehow In spite of love's reek
in a rooming house This messed up life, this poverty, he could do without But what options does he have when all hope is gone? A brother
there to help her up? (Les Nubians singing Chorus) [Guru] These distraught thoughts of a young man in a rooming house This messed up life, this
Kill me with it Voom va va voom in the building Sexy girl you can touch my rooming Call me Denzel Washington Finest boy in your vicinity ah Ah! Duro na
said Go Buddy go Buddy go Buddy go Buddy go go go Yeah, boogie now, Dave Elbow rooming his way around the floor Disappearing he's making for the door
Bitten rings in the polish Drifted 'round rooming houses There stood a gasper in the rain High atop travelling hill Flat baked mud roof Black tinted
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