Lyrics:
me free
Oh, lonesome me
A bad mistake I'm making
By just hanging round
(Hanging round)
I know that I should have
Some fun and paint the town
me free
Oh, lonesome me
A bad mistake I'm making
By just hanging round
(Hanging round)
I know that I should have
Some fun and paint the town
tomorrow
How can I display what I know I'm worthy of
When they turn me away
The doors are closed to such as I
A boy from nowhere
But not to those who
fittin' jeans
In my mind she's still a lady, that's all I'm gonna say
I knew that I'd been broken by the time we parted ways
And I know I held more
Key Largo
Runnin' Nat narcotic
By George he got it
Takin' makin' the G erotic
And the fiends they scheme
So he can put 'em down
But his method is
and I'm still chasing this song
With a guitar full of freedom and a head full of lines
That nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a ride
I got
None of my boys know how to cope with this shit
We was on tour in Europe
I tried coke with this kid
See I need anything that make me feel less
It's been so long since you dropped by the store
You're still as pretty as you were before
You've still got personality and poise
You were always
shocks through the cord
Quest for the rings my only weapon's intuition
My future position is determined by past decisions
So young George Bush, I'm
you cast me aside, and see me no more?
How can I win your heart when I get my rewards?
They say that your hair can never touch mine
That a poor boy
the air
And don't forget that the funk Mob is everywhere
Don't be Standing On the Verge of Gettin It On
And George'll be the first to tell you when
still be in romper boots and jeans
But ooo ooo, Amy you're the girl that wrecks my dreams
still yours
I should've listened to it a little more
Then it wouldn't have taken me so long
To know where I belong
And by the way, boy, this is no
Well I used to hang out down at the VFW hall
And stare at the photographs up on the wall
Of the neighborhood boys that died in
The wars we've been
us
You boys keep your distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas
A bad mistake I'm making by just hanging round
I know that I should have some fun and paint the town
I thought of everything from A to Z oh lonesome me
breathe, elephant skin
Meet the black Boy George, dusted on my honeymoon
Bitch like my wife, she popped my Ghostface balloon
Bitches think that I'm
precious boy
Don't struggle like that or I will only love you more
For it's much too late to get away or turn on the light
The spiderman is having you for
outside some run down bar
He swore that he was quitting, and then he'd start to cry
And though the boy knew the truth, sometimes he'd still believe that
accolades, more wars
Made it out the slums where yo closest niggas clap, no applause
Coke Boys still be on, cus Siglier boomin, it's Young Vito Corleone
elementary
Repetition, that's the definition
I'm a Hot Boy under air conditionin'
Shoot the gun with the left arm limpin'
George Jefferson in all seven
is said and done
That a boy was born to Rita
In nineteen-sixty-one
And lived a hundred years
By nineteen-ninety-six
Who's ever gonna notice
of steers that day
And four to five good mounts
But when all the boys rode into camp
We knew that's what counts
And we sang, yippie ti yi yay and "amazing
highlight like 'Nique ('Nique)
And my diamonds are so unique (bling)
Heard the alphabet boys still watchin' me
All this D&G on me and my freak (Dolce)
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