Lyrics:
something more to say, baby
Them words
(Damn, run me back, yeah)
If I could, if I could
If you could
Find the words to say
Find the words to say
Find
people may be more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared disturb
John: I know but maybe we could get into it more if we understood it
Spider: We'd get more strength from it if we understood it?
John: Yeah
Spider: No, I
I'm yours"
And if you feel anything like I feel
By the end of the night, I'm certain you'll be screaming for more
I wanna do anything and everything
nigga givin' tips
She's a bitch
When you say my name
Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
She's a bitch
See I got more cheese
So back on up while I
wanna fight him that much
She said, "Ain't no tellin'
Niggas always been jealous because he had more women
More money and more attention made more envy
nigga givin' tips
She's a bitch
When you say my name
Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
She's a bitch
See I got more cheese
So back on up while I
And I can't run away I'm so attracted by you
Voulez-vous danser avec moi
Voulez-vous danser avec moi ce soir
No more hesitation
You're what
Real niggas do not deserve pussy
Meaning it's more, you see right through walls
Ain't talkin' about pussy
Meaning you deserve the whole box
questions
I can't fuck with you no more 'cause you be actin' extra
Do your favorite rapper like my son, like my son though
Nothing mutual about my funds,
hold on
And someday soon you'll come around
You know where I can be found
When you heart feels right, seek me out
We can talk more then babe, but right
the barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you
And I done seen a lot of people cross the line
dog
I'm on a short leash
I'm on a tight rope hanging by a thread
I'm on some thin ice
You push me too far
Welcome to my nightmare
No more Mr. Nice
left your barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you
And I done seen a lot of people
We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door,
Eat in the corner, talk to the floor,
Cheating the spiders who come to say "Please",
(politely).
toward the cliff, then was heard from, no more
Now, night after night, when the moon hides its light
And the wind's in the mist, all the old people swear
Long time since I've seen your smile
But when I close my eyes
I remember
You were no more than a child
But then so was I
Young and tender
Time
to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my
that what
You're looking at is all we are
Two old people
Watching the days go by
Sonny, no one is what
They look like
Everyone's so much more
pray to God that you found joy, and always know that
You don't gotta cry, you don't gotta cry no more
I hope you're up there looking down on us with
with the ol-wu-wopte
'Til I got flashed by the paparazzi ('razzi)
Damn, these niggas got me
I hate these niggas more than the Nazi
As I recall, I
much fun without Hennessy
They just want my love and my energy
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me
I'm
your heart is hurtin'
You turn from me and walk away
Have a little faith in me
Baby can't you see
You've got to talk to me
No you don't have
Lyrics & Music: Paul Kantner
Lyrics: Grace Slick
He's stronger by talk than by sight
But by sight he'll know you
You buy him a ride he'll know you
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