Lyrics:
Maybe far away, or maybe real near by
He may be pouring her coffee
She may be straightening his tie
Maybe in a house all hidden by a hill
She's
It's personal myself and I
We got some straightening out to do
And I am going to miss you like a child misses a blanket
And got to get a move
of frustrated priests
What you don't feel will hurt (you) in hell
I'm straightening sharks in heaven
What you don't feel will hurt (you) in hell
We're
A hundred lives are shoved inside guests arrive to dump their mess obedient host and visiting wife come outa the bedroom straightening clothes in
Loving me is like straightening curls
You've got me wondering why I
I like it rough, I
I like it rough, I
I like it rough
You've got me wondering
and superficial
Straightening their artificial yapping to seem official
Making it beneficial to their cause
How much blood can you draw with your claws
From
(what were they doing man?)
Straightening the curves
Flattening the hills
Well someday the mountain might get 'em
But the law never will
Making their
Luther King
And still the train rolls forward over history's rugged trail
Straightening by the journey and the land beneath her rail
And you and I roll
of the younger boys
That gathered in the spoils
And carried that money away
In his small home unaware
A-straightening pictures there
He thought he
Still rectifying, straightening things out
I know what a good feelin' you're never in doubt
Sometimes I'm by myself- feelin' alone
I just look around
chinoiserie niponne
Calm like early
Mindless morning
Road is straightening
Doubts are fading
at sun, her photic reflex
They both have straightening combs, little did they know
I hold the heat next
Neither tool, can be used to fix our defects
Well you can't get away just for the day no matter how hard you conspire
The only way to get away is to get free of your desire
Straightening by
her skirt
And while she's
Straightening her stockings
Her hair
Is getting wet
Oh, this rain
It will continue
Through the morning
As I'm
nigga, I was just 12 (huh?)
You still ain't got no straightening, nigga, you just took an L (sack)
If I do a feature, it's gon' cost like fifty bales
hitching
Up her skirt
And while she's
Straightening her stockings
Her hair
Has gotten wet
Oh, this rain
It will continue
Through the morning
Well, I thought I saw the butcher straightening the sheets
When I noticed you had blood streaked across your cheek
You thought you heard me crying
the middle of the shadows in the meadows
Trying to let you know
He's somewhere out there
Straightening his tie
Looking for the answer
And the question
does not really see me
'Cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening
Who put all this
Dirt in my machine?
All I did was
Try to keep it clean
Don't be stupid
Everybody knows
I was only
Straightening my clothes
They talk boots while they're laughing at you
He's playing dumb
You're looking at clothes
Straightening his hat
Mr. Shnook ho-hum
I should've
you bent up? being burned out. are you foggy. am I trying now? am I straightening? am I dumping out the circle but hanging on to you? are you lonely in
of life
In the face of reality, only by straightening out the thinking
Forgetting the unpleasantness, and taking care of the spiritual life
Then you can
are the best so why question it
If you question it then we straightening
We are the best so why question it
If you question it then we straightening
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