Lyrics:
and me
Winona Ryder drinks Manischewitz wine
Then spins a draydle with Ralph
Lauren and Calvin Klein
Guess who gives and receives
Loads of Chanukah toys
there was a pressure on me too, you know.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's
Days Of 49
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Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
Into their own private hell
An endless well of sorrow.
Because they knew Mr. Moore's boss.
Becca told me she owed my family
That we were an island
Jewish
just like you and me
Winona Ryder
drinks Manischewitz wine
then spins a dreidel
with Ralph Lauren and Calvin Klein
guess who gives and recieves
made him fall
No, you can't blame me at all"
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an' what's the reason for?
"Not me", says the gambling man
With his ticket
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well Robert
to them
And you let his fucking heart beat
Fuck Mr. Moore
(Say it with me now)
Fuck Mr. Moore
Let a fucking pedophile back on the streets
Stupid fucking
cooking all day, it gonna take me all night
I can't eat all that stuff in a single bite
The judge's coming in, everybody rise
Lift up your eyes
You can do
will fear no evil because you're with me
For your rod and the staff they comfort me
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
Se iwo moore baba yen
Mo
I won't pull out Ralphs
I love all my ratchet bitches and good women with class
To be honest never seen so many white women with ass
What's in the air
semicolon
We run these streets stop lights
All eyes on me, spot lights
Each semicolon brings us closer to the top
I'm loud and I'm zipping around, jet
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well Robert
to chatting
With the girl
From the other side
The smokey bar
The smokey bar
Smokey bar girls and me
Smokey bar
Smokey bar
And i drinking
One moore
Smoking one
Ooh, Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly, Mariah Carey's kinda scary
Wait a minute, what about my honey Mary?
Them jeans they
When I was a boy I lived on Poplar St
Just a little child with plasters on my knees
Watching all the world from high up in the trees
I saw Mrs.
mooore, no moore no moore
mooore, no moore no moore
mooore, no moore no moore
Unrequited love, loneliness, disrespect, all trapped
Inside my heart I felt
flash, and his breast protrude,
And this should be his customary attitude,
His attitude
His attitude
His attitude. (pose)
(All dance off excepting Ralph
lovely it was.
Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor,
Hash with Dinty Moore,
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought
And never wore.
where they still rebellin'
A yo sicko show like mike moore's
My city ain't nothing like your's
Slippin' into darkness like war! night-crawl
With
Moore
And I was Barbara Allen
Or Fair Ellen all sad at the cabin door
A weepin' and a-pinin' for love
A weepin' and a-pinin' for love
Frail my
Moore
And I was Barbara Allen
Or Fair Ellen all sad at the cabin door
A weepin' and a-pinin' for love
A weepin' and a-pinin' for love
Frail my
Four Walls
(George Campbell and Marvin Moore)
Four walls to hear me
Four walls to see
Four walls too near me
Closing in on me.
I Missed Me
(Bill
By the times she reached her teens,
She'd turned John Miller green,with jealousy
Just like you knew she would.
And then the flowers started,and she
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