Lyrics:
from Linkin Park plays
But you look better with it anyways
I don’t mind spending time with you
You are all I need
Baby
First side by side
Now face-to-face
Saying “I do”
In this very place
Today
We’re getting
fancy
On old Delancey Street, you know
The subway charms us so
When balmy breezes blow
To and fro
And tell me what street
Compares with Mott
Dialogue, "Where would you like to spoon?"
My cue, with you, underneath the silvery moon.
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon, to my honey
Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen
Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
I'm a Rolling Stone with my Guns'N'Roses
Find me at Linkin Park with my
For Mr. Meadowlark meet me in the dark tonight
The scene changes, nightfall, our two characters at the plisting place, the park
Spoon and spark with
Fat basket on my handlebars for my Shih Tzu, Chuck
Existing will get you stuck, by the Hyde Park Pedaler
Relaxing bike ride
But you know me (it's
your gear with so much pride
I gets a funny feelin'
When you gaze into my eyes
You give me so much thrill
You make my thermometer rise
I'm happy when
(Tell 'em bout the "sirchacha" mayo)
Only speak in metaphor
You won’t notice when I sneak in past your door
Linkin Park, he hit the floor
Tell me why
You're not bloody swab paradise
You're golden stars licked to stick
A world with frogs and magic tricks
Floating logs and scissor kicks
And lemonade
Saturday is shopping day
I drive my car but there's no place to park it
No respect for superman in supermarket
I guess there must be trouble but I
Hold on bruh did she gahtdamn
Did she gahtdamn use a muhfuckin uh Fort Minor bar?
She is a "they"
Muhfuckin uh Linkin Park rap? What the fuck (She
Dialogue, "Where would you like to spoon?"
My cue, with you, underneath the silvery moon.
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon, to my honey
the tropics by the cool sand
This my shakin' down you niggas' pockets, I don't do friends
And I don't do trends
Fuck it though I'll ride with you then!
fancy
On old Delancey Street, you know
The subway charms us so
When balmy breezes blow
To and fro
And tell me what street
Compares with Mott
Let me
Let me sit with you beside a street
Let me
Let me laugh with you and share your dream
I'll be your true friend until the end, you can
A girl meets a guy
A car passes by
The moon shines down on a tree
A kid in the park
Should have been home by dark
You mean so much to me
Started with a dream and a flame so high
Flame-broiled hearts in a paper sky
Found a crown in a stack of fries
Now you're the king in a fast food tie
just to get by (yeah)
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five
Joke's on you, we
"hey"
I slowed down to see what he said, he said um
"By any chance, are you goin' my way?"
I said, "sure baby, hop on in and give me a cigarette"
and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you read
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in
"hey"
I slowed down to see what he said, he said um
"By any chance, are you goin' my way?"
I said, "sure baby, hop on in and give me a cigarette"
you All By Myself.
You're fine little girl,
And you know it too.
Don'cha know I'm in love with you?
All By Myself,
All By Myself.
I don't want
They sell posters of girls washing cars and unicorns and stars
Guns and roses album covers
They've got most of the barney dvds coffee mugs and tee's
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