Lyrics:
Her songs to no-one but him
Could be a love song
Could be a sad song
Could be a good song
Could be a bad song
Could be a slow song
Slow and sentimental
Me and JB and Sonny
We grew up on the buddy plan
Weren't we some bad mothers
Closer than brothers
Had a rockin' little, three-piece band
Yeah, we
down; Lord, it's a pretty sight
Red and blue across the water makes a wonderful song
Listen to it all night long
Everybody's got a mountain to climb
that's a bad combination
Bad bad, bad combination
Bad bad, bad combination
Bad bad, bad combination
Bad
Years gone by but it seem the same
Feel like you
love is found
Winters are for finishings
True love stands its grounds
Now I hear no happy songs
Birds have all gone south
Bright green pastures
used to be
Now love's just a song you sing
Is he why you're blue?
Is he the why you sing the way you do?
Is he your stormy sky, your midnight
go
*taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"
*written by Bob Geldof
"That'd be too bad."
Archibald: "Why?"
Larry: "Because I love my lips." [Scatting]
Archibald: "Oh my ... This is more serious than I thought. Larry, tell
Hey, me and my baby got into a fight
Man, it must've lasted all through the night
By the time the rooster crowed at the crack of the light
We made
you, bad, bad
I got you high off the za packs
Singin' my songs with my hands on your back
Freaky & freakier every time
Tre-Five of G-Pay, cup full
when it comes
Play, "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
Play, "The Blood-stained Banner" play, "Murder Most Foul"
pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
[Chorus]
Something about her probably can't live without her
behind
You want this money then you gotta be a
Bad bitch
Shake that ass for a tip of you a
Bad bitch
Drop it down to the floor if you a
Bad
to the closet, many different flavors
Someone said my love you're called a label
And tell em hurry up with the paper
East side gon' back me up, gon' back me
to get along
A-long-long-long
But thanks for tryin' to save us with a reggae song
[Verse]
So far, so bad, so what?
I just can't believe it
We're here,
Don't waste one more minute
Leavin' a bad break, to keep you home in the dark
There's nothin' like a walk in the moonlight
To let love run away with
I love the way you activate your
Hips and push your ass out wantin it so bad
I'm about to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it
Baby,
on
(When lights come on) yeah, yeah
Thirty almost got me and I'm so over love songs, yeah
So if you want it bad tonight (ooh, ooh)
Come by me and drop
gaga, "Oh la la"
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly i want your disease
I want your everything as long as it’s free
I want your love love, love, love
sorry baby, this ain't no love song
Ain't no love song
Hustling's a big part of the process
Just gotta keep puttin in that work
You’ll probably be set
cookin' but ain't no oven, they say they hate me, I love 'em
Come now boys, sound the alarm, we brothers in arms, fuck that beef shit
Y'all riding
pronto
Bombs go boom, throw two Glocks to Robocop
Look, mom, wow, my boob job's by Photoshop
Do not go downtown for colonoscopy
Doctors took Tom's foot, so
'Cause I'm weak, You're strong
I'm empty 'til You fill me
I sing this song
To keep myself remembering
It is Your love that defines me
And Your love that
makes me smile at my bad poetry
Beneath my surface a song is rising
It may be simple while it hides its true intent
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