Lyrics:
"Dear God, you made many, many poor people.
I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor.
But it's no great honor either!
So, what would
to pieces (La-la-la)
Falling to pieces (La-la-la)
One by one
Da-da-da-da
Da-dum-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-bum-bada
You're such a fool,
Time: 2:58 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
Gal ya bumbum make me smile
Garlie ya body fit to make me maad
Gal ya bum bum gal my body tight
If you leave me omo na suicide
Gal ya bumbum make me
what you got count
He grabbed me by the arm and said, he said,
"Real quick boy, let me tell you this story
About this real rich dude I used to know real
from you stupid mouth
Hating on my grind, but I ain't bothered by what you talk about
See me on my shine, don't you say nun when I'm up and out
Crabs in
mean it is, but I also got a bum knee!"
"Mr. Mathers, the fun and games are over
And just for that stunt, you're gonna get some extra homework"
"But
where you dey
I go look for you day by day
See I don’t need to dey where you dey all the time
Cos I know you wanna dey alone sometimes
But as a lover boy
bebe this your
This your, bebe bebe this your, bebe bebe this your
Pretty little thing wey graduate from UI
I'm not trying pass you by
I just want
soon you're a bum
then one day you meet a girl
At first sight
You both stand speechless
In the hall through the night
What ever happened to her
There
Bum buh-duh-buh bum buh-duh-buh bum
Bum buh-duh-buh bum buh-duh-buh bum
When we were walking in the city
Side by side, girl, you were right with me
My heart goes
My heart goes
Bum-bum-bum
I think that you're the one
Bum-bum
Loving you's so fun
Bum-bum
I think that you're the one
Bum-bum
You're my
not by works but by grace
So what's it gonna take? there's no getting through to you
So what's it gonna take?
There's no getting through to you
I'm
"Dear God, you made many, many poor people.
I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor.
But it's no great honor either!
So, what would
You never hear
You no know
Shey you never hear
Bum bum bila
(Oh na na na na na na)
Shey say she want some
Bum bum bila
2am in the morning
We're just
mud.
I'll tell you Paul Revere,
Now this is no bum steer,
It's from a handicapper that's real sincere.
This guy says the horse shows class,
Can do,
of girls wey dem bum bum large
Billion dolls in my bank
Can't you see that we living large
A lot girls na me yard
Dey kind of girls with the perfect curves
) that’s for the
strippers Shawty said she want more, we got the bag you know we gone
tip her, come in this bitch in designer I’m
or hear
Na with you I feel care
Something wey sincere
I promise you my heart
I no go leave your side
I go stand by you
Till the day I die
Oh my God oh my
and you know I'm realist
I don't give a fuck about ya feelings
My haters a living witness
If i'm a bum then I'm building up millions
Lose it get it back
ya ra ra la ta)
Together we'll always thrive
Bum bum bum ya ya ya (ga ga ga ra ra za ga)
Together we'll always thrive
Through thick and thin, you were
the taste of yum yum
I'm way too drunk off Bacardi and rum, uh
Don't act dumb, drop it where you from
Rich or bum, it don't mean nothing, whoo
You need this
ooh ahhah ooh ahh ah ah ahh
ba ba ba bum (bum bum bum)
ooh
ooh ahhah ooh ahh ah ah ahh
ba ba ba bum (ba ba bum bum)
oooh hah
have you ever been left
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than
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