Lyrics:
know the shit you goin' through the last month
You stressin' as you hittin' on that glass blunt
A nigga prayin' to get lucky like Daft Punk
You can
God, Robert Goulet!
Oh! Down below, up above
Playing doctor with Evelyn.
La la la
I'll show you mine
La la
You show me yours.
La la
Seeing
like what I've known
You're twenty-nine years old
So how can you be cold when I open my home?
And if history's clear, the flames always end up in
write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good does it do?
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good does it do?
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good does it do?
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
love
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love
Arlene took me by my hand
Said cool it Robert you know your my man
Who do you love
Who do
love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Arlene took me by my hand
Said, "Cool it, Robert, you know you're my man."
Who do you
as you are, Robert
That's right, you sweet thing
Stay exactly as you are
Everyone adores you!
What an awful thing
Things happen for the best
I
Darling-
Yes?
Robert-
What?
I worry-
Why?
He's all alone
Hmm
There's no one-
Where?
In his life
Oh
Robert ought
Robert leads me into thought
Onion layers wait for you
Bounty of eternal fields
Every muscle knot I feel
Robert tell me what to do
Tell exactly what
Like Robert Goulet on my stereo
"Please hurry home," This Christmas can't be spent alone
Now there's a good chance this will fall on it's face
We'll be
out
I told you half of these niggas with me win now
My left and right hand Robert Horry
Most my nigga pop Xans unemployed
I can't stop, I'm goin'
you went number one, took top gun
Now they riding you, every boy's deciding to
Drop the track get trough you, what the hell?
Oh, you're done, sold
you went number one, took top gun
Now they riding you, every boy's deciding to
Drop the track get trough you, what the hell?
Oh, you're done, sold
And there it was - sex with your parents
Now these old fucks can steal all they want
And they can go and pass laws saying you can't say what you want
And you
the table"
"Well have no fear," said Robert Moore
"I do not want to hurt you!"
"Never a woman did'na love me
Half as much as you
You are the blessed'
the money's no good
You take what you need and you leave the rest
But they should never have
Taken the very best
Like my father before me
I will work the land
ground
I get breathless when I see the likes of you around
Some people, some people can do what they like
I said that some people, some people can do
What did I just do?
You... did... what you had to do, I guess
If it was right, you would've gone through with it
That's what I think anyway
again
Yes, and not only that, Rob, God will forgive you for your sins
Can you tell me what to do?
Well first you gotta believe the truth
And there it was - SEX WITH YOUR PARENTS
Now these old fucks can steal all they want
And they can go and pass laws saying you can't say what you want
And you
watch Ruth!
All through this film
Ruth has been thinkin'
What can I possibly do
That will amaze everyone?
I think she's come up with the answer,
Just keep
on
And on and on and on and on and on and on
So weh me say
Shag you went number one took top gun
How they riding you every boys deciding to
Stop the track get trough you what the hell
Oh
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