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It was down by Christ Church that I first met with
Annie
A neat little girl and not a bit shy
She told me her father had come from Dungannen
Written by: Dash Crofts, James Seals
See the curtains hanging in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light a-shining through
and a barbecue
#33 just like you

Sweet lew, how could you?
Sweet lew, makin' me blue

A laker trade their bobby-d for a house, a guru by the sea
A little
And I was shakin' on the ground
I was taken by the shaker who was preachin' to the crew
He was shakin' lots of bacon cookin' egg in his shoe
And awaken
It was down by Christ Church that I first met with
Annie
A neat little girl and not a bit shy
She told me her father had come from Dungannen
with my baby 
Rollin' along 

We belong to the open spaces 
We belong where hope puts a little sadness on our faces 

By the bone, by
what you do to me
'Cause somebody might do it to you

Now who was there for you when your ass was out of work?
All by myself, taking Little Man
what you do to me
'Cause somebody might do it to you

Now who was there for you when your ass was out of work?
All by myself, taking Little Man
Coming home with a bottle, trying not to break the seal.
This Friday evening traffic's about enough to break a man's will.
And I can't wait to see
babe
And sweet sweet amour

When I realized where I was
Did I stend up and testify
Oh, fist up signify
Or did I show off my soft shoe
Maybe teach
Libertina Grimm
Howitzer glare and spitfire blade
Wooed by Dresden serenades
Her soundtrack now a bombing raid
Bored of Vaudeville

God was six days
Nothing you say can or will ever penetrate
These walls that I create
That I create, that I create

Five stitches seal the crease
From the fit fueled by
Hey little diamond, dreams are forever
You will endeavour more than memories

L'autre jour dans un bosquet,
Il me ceuilloit un bouquet,
Il en orna
girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two I call 'er Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the club she fit right in my shoe (wooo!)
Gotta switch her to my waist, just
Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two I call 'er Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the club she fit right in my shoe (wooo!)
Gotta switch
damn well, we are some partying mothafuckas

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
Tired of these dances by these fucking backpackers
punishment
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb

But poised nectar within my stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search
Through
I've grown tired, of the words of the single man 
Hangin' lifeless on his every word o man 
You don't understand dear man 
The little angel held
it down, vision on the dollars
Dipping the impalas, chilling with my scholars

Get it?
I am not illiterate
Not, not!
Not even a little bit!
The people that you meet each day 

(a blue muppet, I believe, walks onstage) 
[Bob: Oh, hi there, little fella.] 
[Anything Muppet #1: Hello.] 
[Bob:
takin' over

[Soony Cheeba]
Drop cats from BX on the one and the two
We sippin on the booze with the little big league shoe
Somebody pulled a heist but
of sacred rule
Seal me in my crimson cell

[Lead: Dan]

And thus was read the incantation
Voices echoed round and round
The woman smiled in weak elation
threats and drama
For the news guy
Niggas need to act their age
And not their shoe size

(JuJu)
Spittin' it raw
Spittin' til you slip on the floor
I make
wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving your hand
I'm talking wave like you saying "hey"
Man, and not hay for
And Positive K 

Lyrics real sweet like candy 

It's just like a condom 

We keep one handy! 
Go Puba, go Positive
Go Puba, go Positive
Go Puba, go