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Blinded By the Lights

Annie Nightingale

The Annual Spring 2006

2006

tastes like hairspray 
And i'm thinkin'... 
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night) 
I hate coming to the entrance, just to get bars on my

well
Wakin' up without you, sleepin' by myself
Alone in our room, all your stuff is gone
Yeah, I'm standin' still here while you're movin' on
When my

It was an early morning bar room
And the place just opened up
And a little man come in so fast and started at his cuffs
Now the broad who served

nonperishable am real and I feel like a G.O.A.T 
This that big Mac by the spire
We just left living room
Hit passion for the fashion I admire
Living soon
Diceys

She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I

take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this

anything less than everything
I ain't settling for just getting by
I've had enough so-so for the rest of my life
Tired of shooting too low, so raise the bar

Pleasures U Like

Jon B.

Pleasures U Like

2001

don't matter I gotcha right here boo you know it's all you
Whatcha doin' all alone in this small filled room
Standing by the bar
Can't you tell that

Baby Gets Around a Bit

Poison

Crack a Smile... And More

2000

book behind
Well that little black book ain't little no more
And it wasn't too hard too find

[Chorus]
Shed leave me in this lonely room

as the boat she sailed out of the port
landed up in the douglas head
enquired for a vacant bed
the dining room we soon got shown
by a decent woman up the road

Been waiting by the phone
Holding out hope
Watching old reruns of Saturday cartoons
Saturday Cartoons
Doesn't feel like home
Oh
Sitting here alone

I'm the motherfucking golden child
Bold and wild
Old and wise
Beguiled by the game, exiled by the fame
I was young and dumb, living in the slums
Coke

after alice in her wonderland
Wondered in the room and she was with another man shortly 
After she said eat this and drink that
Next thing I knew my head

please come by take a seat
I'm not even Kolbert I'm the devil with the heat
I'm tryna fill up a room
You tryna wait for the mood
If you don't make them

a couple bars good rhymes kind of mood
Rhythm kind of raw with the heart of feud
Family hardly Harvey ever talk over food
In the same room add flame

me skinny but every bar I spit is heavyweight
Greens from Shillong make the whole room levitate
Used to smoke crap, used to wish better days
Can't have

out tHe Homie in a cell
I know He Hated school
But it's better tHan jail
Gotta tHank God I was saved by tHe bell
Tryna spit bars
I ain't trying to live

goin' rocky
And my wrist's all froze
Champagne's in my glass
I'm surrounded by hoes
You know You know
You know that I fuck shit up
You know you know

room
Zoom, zoom, go the way that I can drive
Eat my dust, yeah, we winnin' by a landslide
Vroom, vroom, try to get up, but nobody can like me
Boom, boom,

against me

In the Smoke Room go ahead and hit illy
Boy you done fucked up, I'm a menace in the booth
My bars will leave scars and wounds like harsh truth

Ima take off to the moon 
I leave my driver the keys to the room 
Cartier vision my vision is vivid 
Versace Versace my bitches perfume 
Yea
Ima take

Mr. Shorty

Marty Robbins

No. 1 Cowboy

1980

Nobody knew where he came from
They only knew he came in
Slowly he walked to the end of the bar
And he ordered up one slug of gin

Well, I could

scoring more, I score in more and more
I'm getting craved worldwide by these foreign hoes
Sending me pictures I take out my phone and hold it close
They be

I went by the bar
A cigar in my hand, so they know I'm a star
On a par with the best, let them know who we are
Like a cookie jar, let me  eat that