Lyrics:
admit though
Sometimes
I would listen
To the radio
Debbie Gibson
Tell me that you think
We're all alone
Michael Jackson's
In the mirror
I've
by
Crowned Prince isn't the way I ride
If you wanna roll together, it could be a vibe
(Okay)
(That's my dad)
(Oh)
The sun shines a little more
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream
Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
perspective but
It's you I never get enough
We're always far apart
We've got a vicious love
We mix our tears with blood
No clock will stop for us
It ticks by
are
A mahogany guitar
We mix the six play
Flip it a million ways
Spend your every fantasy
Your desire's fulfilled by my song
Makin love till
get together, mix each other's genes
Let's get together, mix each other's genes
Can't buy myself a future,
My DNA will be past it's sell by date
Are
the time-being
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by...
When the Beatles Hit America
When
Wanted to be an artist i
Was of course inspired
By Debbie Harry and Chrissie
Hynde and Aretha Franklin
But my real muse was David
Bowie he embodied male
But I know deep in my soul
That one-day we’ll be together again, yeah eah, eah, yeah
I’ll always remember you, I’ll always remember you oooo
Yeah, I’ll
had a family
You could pick the phone up
We should be some grown ups
You won't be alone any longer
We'd be so much stronger
Come on, baby Jesus was
Evans
Bob Evans, yeah, I got that association, Bob Evans"
I was with my friend's sister Debbie
When I was 18 in Ohio at a local thrash metal show
We
can't go, I can't leave
I always had a family
You could pick the phone up
We should be some grown ups
You won't be alone any longer
We'd be so much
soon a cute little number
Came and asked me to do the stomp polka
I told her I couldn't do the stomp polka
I could show her how to do the Sissy1
We
on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
Damn girl
Let me pet that kitty
I'm a feline fanatic
Make it purr really pretty
If it's looking like a snack
I could eat a Little Debbie
Have you
on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
know that we be killing it fa' sho
Time goes by, in your life
And we're still here together
I will be here just to hold you down
We'll still be
bitch could get a photo
B's to all the cameras, repping Louisiana
337 that's the bottom young cal Louisiana
B's to all the cameras, repping Louisiana
337
on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
soon a cute little number
Came and asked me to do the stomp polka
I told her I couldn't do the stomp polka
I could show her how to do the Sissy1
We
disguise, we hit them from the front
Ain't no way they could call our bluff
It was planned to a T, ain't got me
Nowhere running cause I'm backed by C
Sparked
though I still felt rejected
Hectic, called me more than I expected
Months passed by, even lived together and all
Dream come true, until suddenly a call
Oh
gates
Check out the main face
We gotta gas and erase
Me not the ambitious one
I rather be there throw a word or two in
We here, I know we worth
There's a war goin on outside
No man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha
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