Lyrics:
Searching for the spice tree from your dreams
I told you over and over it wasn't real
But you were too preoccupied to grow up
You were too preoccupied to grow
tight)
Long as I can aim, I save my life (My life)
These bitches got a frame and
They keep a little spice
(Keep a little spice)
Tree like a, stick
made of
Hearts say goodbye
Hearts have to cry
Hearts on a tree
Walks by the sea
Snakes, snails, puppy dog tails
Sugar, spice everything nice
Yeah,
to cry
Hearts on a tree
Walk by the sea
Snakes, snails, puppy dog tails
Sugar and spice everything nice
Yeah-yeah, alright
One more thing
You take
and shining star
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me
You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice
a magical time 'a year.
Boogie and 'a bop to the gingerbread hop
angel on top'a the tree
cinnamon spice i feel so nice
come sit by the fire with me
Cause
and shining star
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree
You're the Easter Bunny to Mummy and me
You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything
and shining star.
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree
You're the Easter Bunny to mommy and me
You're sugar, you're spice, you're everything
on a tree
Walk by the sea
Snakes snails puppy dog tails
Sugar and spice everything nice
Yeah yeah, all right
One more thing
You take a cruel word spoken
bright and shining star
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me
You're sugar, you're spice, you're
Cinnamon tree, graceful and free
We meet just once in a while
But the spice in your smile is magic to me
Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy
Your roots
Cinnamon tree, graceful and free,
We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me
Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy
Your
seems to me
It wasn't neath the christmas tree
And yet, I guess I'd have to say
That it made all the other presents twice as gay
The best gift that I've
glorious feet of you.
I got a real tree this year--
Smells like menthols and old spice.
I got a real tree this year--
Took the fake one to the road side.
miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban conga line that forms
Up in a tree so high, oh way up in the sky
Sits a wide eyed monkey
cool spots pleased with surfaces
3-2-6-8 6 oh 1 oh
not quite monotone
with slight deviations
sent from this hand held device
3-2-6 spice track 8 sand fix
and hold
A precious gem is what you are your mommy's bright and shining star
You're the spirit of Christmas my star on the tree
You're the Raster bunny
and bleed my vice
Blunt to the face, that tree, that spice
Gun on yo waist can't defeat this life
If I die today, I'd live forever, the internet forever
miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban conga line that forms
Up in a tree so high, oh way up in the sky
Sits a wide eyed monkey
and shining star.
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree,
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me.
You're sugar you're spice, you're
Variety's the spice of spirit
Nothing's for free can you hear at all
Branches fall from the tree
Smothered by the sound of silence
Ran out of breath
the spice in me, I like the spice in you
So throw a dice for me and I'll throw a dice for you
Oh, we all cling on tight to pine-tree tops
Oh, we are the lucky
In Santa's bag there's lots of toys for little girls and little boys
Sugar and spice and everything nice Christmas day in the morning
In Santa's
purge
No be dysentery
The kind leaf wey dey high me
No be from descent tree
She like the spice she love the flower
Her backside bigger than the tower
She
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