Lyrics:
In this album there's a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela's
You can tell it's from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There's Usnavi, just
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds
down
To the green valley
And there stands his marker, we made
To this day
We beat the drum slowly and
Played the Fife lowly
Played the dead march as we
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
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Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
count cash for a livin` (beotch, BEOTCH!)
[Chorus]
Now, there was a cool little old fuck
Smoked a little broccelius then we stopped by the burrito
and put another day in, son
That holds you 'til the getting's good
Green ribbon front doors, dishwater days
This whole town is tied to the torso of God's
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album
write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good does it do?
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
of Laredo grew cold as the clay.
We took the young cowboy down to the green valley,
And there stands his marker, we made, to this day.
We beat the drum
Christmas bells
Rapping up like pipes and drums
Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes
I woke up, it was a Chelsea
Yellow and rose, yellow and rose, yellow and rose.
Oh boy, Botany Bay, watching the water go by.
Here's your home so far away,
Here is a tear
I see trees of green, red roses too
I watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue, clouds
you see us passing by
On some dreary rainy day
Take a look at the young boy
And his naked...
Asshole
love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All,
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
and I probably need a parade
All the soldiers with me, this shit like green beret
So legendary, I'ma probably need a day (June 29th)
Forgot I already
Green are your eyes
In the morning when you rise.
Don't you be afraid, my love,
To lie by me,
Your father will not know.
Love can be broken
Though no
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
up like Christmas bells and rapping up like pipes and drums
Oh, won't you stay
We'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
blue tuxedo
Had a falcon on his shoulder
Eating chicken from his hands
And fatty arbuckle waddled by
On way to the bath house green
Frankenstein ate
My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying that the
Hell is that mean?
First it was the Glock going hand to hand
Then I got to moving
wonder how he do it
When I run my mills, man, nobody see me do it
Last album deal up, labels tryna see me through it
Shawty put them M's up, niggas
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