Lyrics:
Sandler
I cover my back with mammals
They judge me, don't need a panel
You gossip too much E channel
W-w-why you all up on me?
I thought I told you don't
Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on
He has eyes down at the bingo on that lucky Friday night
The match was rained off Saturday but the panel
Will I fall in order
Or question all the reasons
Do I stick to the program?
Am I sure I really need this?
Wood panel walls &
Florescent lights
Half Baked,
At the cabin by the Lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be Chanel Oat, Chilly O, Flannel Coat (??).
Huh, that glocky on a panel
That glocky on a-
Huh, that glocky on a panel that glocky-
Huh, my glocky on a panel that glocky-
My glocky on a-
Huh,
and it's been raining
Oh my god I'm waning down beneath the pressure cloud, panel-created
Oh that's art, it's concerned with bleakness, it's a full lifetime
death panel
They put the mic to my death rattle
Picked everybody on my death panel
They put the mic to my death
panel
Crossing the Verrazano
Tom Ford Taylor shoes, you’s Ferragamo
Don Corleone, let's talk mano-a mano
I’m classically trained
They call me the piano
questioned, those suspect harborers of doubt, were brought before a panel of the Ministry of Health.
They were tested and encephalographed
'Til rendered quite
Wish you had their amenities
To fend off your enemies
In one big blast from your wave motion gun
And so you reach down to that secret panel
Anything we should know about your change?
Her eyes are waiting
This calls to panels sustained brown
Everyone's tiring
September thudding
Hannibal, I'm a mammal
Ain't with monkeys like Mike and Emmanuel
Change the channel, rearrange panels
Oh-seven like the perm on cavi
Your bitch babby,
and mek couple grand
Run the streets you never move without the rest of the clan
With a nine in the door panel in the side of the van
Despite the hate
Birthdays, candles, cakes, and panels Mom's baking
Dad's paying "oh wow you're so good at waiting"
Candles blow out, oh poor child starts to pout
panel tweaking your knobs
It’s so easy with you and your handy, cute knobs to get off the ground, off the ground
Show me the wave
Show me
Hand me the panel
Panel
And screwdriver
Screwdriver
You know, I was thinking about that big argument
We broadcast into space last time
Uh huh
Far,
Project steps on the road
I ain't driving slow
Running over Drax Project
In my Honda Odyssey
Panels folded a thousand times
Glorious Nippon Steel
No
kick in the corner panels, son of a whore.
The paint starts to chip off as I rip off one of the doors.
Same hotel room again with the right mixture
losin', one of y'all fix the panel
Ask who? Wu, that's true, known piranhas
Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona
The mad doctor, stay locked in
losin', one of y'all fix the panel
Ask who? Wu, that's true, known piranhas
Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona
The mad doctor, stay locked in
a flannel hundreds on the flo and the car door panel diamonds dance like Hammer ride round wit that blammer Tre up in my Fanta
Talking country slang they
kopott panel
Van pénzetek, marha sok, de vannak farkasok
Zürichben alpesek, Pesten meg alkeszek
Fulladnak bele a borba, önként dalolva
De nálunk minden
Coco Chanel
itt csak kopott panel
van pénzetek marha sok
de vannak farkasok
Zürichben alpesek
Nálunk az alkeszek
fulladnak bele a borba
It's just a seven by three piece of
Pine tree from somewhere down in Georgia
Nine panel glass hung way back in 1954
They say it's original
Squeaks
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