Lyrics:
night mojitos by the minute
The crowd stacked at the door
Niños, dogs, and roosters
Frolicked on the floor fifteen Cuban minutes
Lots of give and take
and leather bag
And hat hangin' on the wall
Just so it's not too much to carry
Could i see you again next fall
© 1971 chappel & co. (ascap)
Guy
on the telephone
And I tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear the (KNOCK) on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit,
if I call him on the telephone
And tell him that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear that on my door
In the evening when the sun
been stuck with glue
Well if you'll be my enemy I'll be your enemy too
Now I've got goons on my landing thieves on my trail
Nazis on my telephone
keeping
Oh I was a talking to the people next door
Said they don't want to die in a nuclear war
Now we went walking down the old north road
We got
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
Still I can't make him see
I can't call this life my own
Cause I'm not where I want to be
'round these streets by
it out I got a next door neighbor
And I can tell he's been watchin my behavior
Yo he heard that I'm a Christian guy
He wants to know if that's
rap this
Enlightening minds with my lyrical tactics
In life everything ain't always what it seems
But people are enchanted by things that gleam
You
The next day I went back to the her rest
Knocked on the door, intentions: finesse
She let me in and had nothing but a neglige on
Smelling like Liz
or nothing
For darkness to fall upon
Dogs won't bark (no dogs barking)
The telephone won't ring (no telephone ring)
I even miss the couple next door
On a morning flight out of Birmingham he started talking
She'd never even met him, but Lord, she thought that
He'd never shut up
If she didn't
on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four, I hear her on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
When there
skullcap
We're coming to your town
We'll help you party down
(Chorus 2x)
Spoken by Trey [with asides by Fishman]:
Once upon a time Far far away from here
we go to the wrasslin' matches and let off
a little steam?"
Now I'd never seen the matches before
And by the time we reached that arena door
The boy next door
He's such a dream
But I'm only fourteen
He asked me out to the picture show
My eyes said yes but my mom said no
No way
He's
WISH GONE AMISS
(Hannah montana is singing old blue jeans)
(Hannah and Lilly go back stage)
(Lilly Looks out of Hannah's dressing room talking
tool up
Screaming hallelujah, pushing daisies and some tulips (Hi guys, hi, hi, hi)
Itty bitty bitch, niggas in the city with it, pull up with a stick
One minute you're here and the next you're gone
Why can't I just learn to move on
I see you're out with another guy
Girl, don't even try to lie to me
(yeah, yeah)
(Uh, huh, Yo)
If you a rat or you a snitch
You shouldn't listen to this
If you ain't talking Pittsburgh
If you ain't mention the prince
And jealousy becomes a factor
Best friends at your wife's house
Tryin' to mack her i'm on tour
But still they keep on knockin' at my door
And I got no time
gettin' they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion
Way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one
your eyes, my life in your hands
We living next door to the Aquilius again
Pardon me fam
But I'mma show you how it is
I'mma show you how we get in
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