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Albums:

An Extraordinary Tribute to Fiona Apple (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fine, Fine, Fine (The Ikettes) · Waltz for Koop/Waltz for Koop: Alternative Takes (Koop) · Fiona's Moment (Fiona) · Lullaby for Fiona (Casey Nielsen) · Feeling Fiona (The Fawns) · Fiona's Moment (Fiona) · Fiona's Moment (Fiona) · A Fine, Fine Day (Tony Carey) · Fine, Fine Line (Andy Fraser) – and 90 other albums »


the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you plan to stay happy
You better lace up your best dancin shoes
          
Come see us, don't
the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you plan to stay happy
You better lace up your best dancin shoes
          
Come see us, don't
two things are better than milkshakes and malts
And one is dancin' like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz

And the other is somethin'
But really
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
better than I thought I would
But nothing's ever as good
As when you're on top

I want to wake up
And just start running
Into a ditch
Or straight up
understand

Mistake a nervous flash for a fine-line smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor man's clothes
The permanent
understand 

Stick man flashing a fine-line smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a style
Rich man in a poor man's clothes 
The permanent
Thou art my valentine.
Lips like apple wine.
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine).
My clinging vine,
My voice for thee doth whine.
You're older than Auld
that look better up close
That look better by the behind
And better when you approach
Ya try ya best to git up close
until ya smellin her soap/ is so
it's hard to hit

Let's give a toast, to the ladies that look better up close
That look better by the behind, and better when you approach
You try
ball
But they like me better than Charles de Gaulle

Entre nous, it's very true
The room temperature's higher than my IQ
But they love me more than
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
The apple gloss on Miami Beach, David Hasselhoff
Hassle me I'm Tim McGraw, I don't pass the ball
Ball hard fourth quarter shoot the lights off
Fast break,
the Lord more than one day out the week
Maybe that's why a nigga ain't repenting
The churchhouse be having some fine ass women in it
And that's why
know I'm the most influential
That TIME cover was just confirmation
This generation's closest thing to Einstein
So don't worry about me, I'm fine
I
true cause the competitor in you
Couldn't let somebody be better than you
And you know that, so you don't ever hold back
What you gonna go back,