Lyrics:
(Ooh, yeah)
Yeah
Skater prick, used to have a basic bitch
Hit a lick and peaked my interest
I could drive a stick, cook a breakfast
Do you
Rugged and un-like
Anything you ever peaked at
Giggity-giggity on the beat
Uh, there's something wrong up in my brain
It don't matter when a nigga grippin'
Shit dutty, dutty
No doubt, yeah
It's so dutty, dutty
Uh-huh, yeah
This nigga's peaked, uh, haha
Rest in peace to your mama, with the drumma, ha
I
We are the creamy spies
The cream always rises up
We all got sequel
The man's game has peaked
We are sun moon and star
We all got pieces
It's nation
long black hair.
And dark in the old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
Where tim the ostler listened; his face was white and peaked;
His eyes were
Yeah, but my tolerance level has now peaked
And now it's time for some heads to get flown
We bring, we bring, we bring, we bring the peace of course
always on my my my my my my my my my mind
Oh, show me round your snow peaked
mountain way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your
peaked when I was in high school but I had bigger plans
Could've took the time out to find you but you ain't understand
You gotta leave for them
of Gotham
You could throw shade but I'm a still blossom
A rose in the concrete, my echelon's peaked
She got my peak as an avatar swing
We're livin' life like
I was eight years old one Christmas Eve
I heard a great big bang in our chimney
I snuck down the stairs and peaked around the door
Our living room
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill
Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my mind
Oh, show me round your snow peaked
mountain way down south
Take me
Walkin' To Missouri
Sammy Kaye
Peaked at # 11 in 1952
Words and music by Bob Merrill, 1952
Poor little robin walkin', walkin', WALKIN'
she could
Watch their games!
Sink beneath the line little girl.
Peak above the shrine them commoners were.
Harvest moon it peaked above
sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my mind
Oh, show me round your snow peaked
Mountain way down south
Take me
She just got home from the doctor's
I just got home from the mill
She looked a little peaked, her eyes were kind-a streaked
I couldn't figure out
celestial bodies and were punished for their finds
Conquered snow-peaked mountains, drove jungles to retreat
Were drowned in vicious rapids and were
on telling yourself
I'm not pretty
I'm not pretty, I'm not cool
I'm just one of those girls that peaked in high school
Yeah, right
Somewhere out there
I'm takin' a loss and I'm better next week
And I'm never weaker
Never sinking on the fucking deep end
Any shit I missed I prolly peaked it
These are
always on my my my my my my my my my mind
Oh, show me round your snow peaked
mountain way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your
your snow-peaked mountains
Way down south take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I'm back
hide|Too far gone, I can't hold on to you|Curiosity's got the best of you|Watch your step, the lights are flashing red|The level's peaked and he's
it takes to advance?
have we peaked too soon?
if the world is so green
then why does it scream under a blue moon
we wonder why
If the earth's
Although the time is never right
it's only ever clear at night
her teeth looked like plastic when I peaked
There's tumors right behind their eyes
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