Lyrics:
Trina Tha Pre Madonna
Bad Bitch With Tha Beez An Tha Power
Ice In My Neck And Itz Freeze In Ma Colla
So What You Wanna Do Tonight?
You Wanna Get Me In Tha
This town has no seasons
It's the middle of October,
And you'd think there'd be a nice,
Cool breeze by now (but you'd be wrong).
The summer lingers
So I'm trying to learn Italian and you're lying next to me
The neighbor dog is howling
It was really satisfying
Not to see you last night
You
Well it always seems to happen when I least expect it
Like a cool summer rain in the west of Texas
Dusty roads seem to let off steam
When the rain
to hate you by now but I can't give up on you.
October's at the storm door coloring the lawn, and I'm in a strange house with a girl I hardly know but
Sitting here in my living room.
I gotta go gotta get it soon.
I gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta get away.
Gonna get in my old car.
Gonna drive it so
a cause or political belief, it's something in my thinking
If you agree it's cool by me, at least I'm not a robot
I'm not afraid of things I read, I won't
So what if your jeans are torn
They've been torn since Bros were cool
I wanted you for a little while
You got it wrong by a million miles
Big
to the one you love
Be nice to everybody
And you know they'll do the same to you
They'll be nice to you
Be open to love, don't get blinded by love
always cool so put her on my catalog
She support errthing I say like a dialogue YOP
Take her creepy ass to some woods she da travelogue
Real bitch keep
She said I saw you alone Honey, so how bout a dance?
Grabbed me by my shirt and said keep up if you can
Its just the way that she moves
Every head in
they're
Good Americans. But they're content to sit back, maybe
Watch a little Mork and Mindy on channel 57, maybe kick
Back a cool, Coors 16-ouncer.
See I was in handcuffs
No one stood by my side
No one to help me prove my charge was a lie
Well, some prosecutor screams "I'm a terrible guy"
to be cool but my words ran away
Drowned out by the music before I could say
I was lost in you
So simply lost in you
It's too good to be true
If I
can't explain it, the lovely things that you do,
whatever it takes gotta make eye contact
with you, its so contagious you got me feeling so cool,
don't
She's so cool, it's not fair
I'm like a teenager again
I hate myself because I like her too much
No one else is interesting
She's original
stop us
in highskool she switched her desk next to mine
so we could cheat while doing pop quizzes all the time
14th of February '93
little Jenny
[Chorus]
I can't explain it, the lovely things that you do, whatever it takes gotta make eye contact
With you, its so contagious you got me feeling so cool
stop us
in highskool she switched her desk next to mine
so we could cheat while doing pop quizzes all the time
14th of February '93
little Jenny
The planet gets big and your world becomes so small
Any open door looks good to me now
Just drop me off, yeah right here by the roadside
It's a nice night
so we went along
We went out under the turning leaves
The fetid earth was damp and cool
Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck
All innocence, it
trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you
Tea with the Princes, dinner with the stars
She's cool amongst High Society
Johnny
money on my head i hope they got a recipt
cool you own shit off cuz its hot on these streets
i got dogs and they not on a leash
so i hope you understand
She wants me. the smell of her perfume haunts me. I think of her every minute of the day. She's so cool it turns me on. I want to be near her. I'd
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