Lyrics:
tonight, yeah (ooh oh oh)
Imagine she came here to get away (get away)
Well she don't want nobody crowding her space
Wouldn't that be weird? Aw yeah (woo)
I see your face before me
Crowding my every dream
There is your face before me
You are my only theme
It doesn't matter where you are
I can see
may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round
may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're
put my head in the clouds and my feet in good dirt
My head in the clouds and my feet in good
Dirt
Devils were crowding my head
With lies they
see your point of view looking back
Looking back, darling
Feel your memory crowding in on you
Back with a vengeance
Back to break your heart again
Back
and prowling, growling
Back we're smiling, crowding, around my place
Gimme 40 feed and a house of space
Before I bust you in the face
Witch thumper, thumper
may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round
and my feet in good...
Dirt Devils were crowding my head
With lies they spread
They'd convinced me of what fools know isn't true
Quick as an Outkast
may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round
and fingers to count up what I'm worth, t****
So when I blow a smoke cloud in your face, just take a hint
D****, you crowding my space, it's Mr. Meth, pa
It's
I see your face before me
Crowding my every dream
There is your face before me
You are my only theme
It doesn't matter where you are
I can see
Motherfuckers crowding my space they gon' die
I can't believe you hoes is playing with this
But since you motherfuckers want drama I'll bring you this shit
I
and high beams
Two to a tee
The blue coat billy goats are crowding up my rear view
Hot on the tail of an innocent being
My heartbeat is racin' at a pace
and high beams
Two to a tee
The blue coat billy goats are crowding up my rear view
Hot on the tail of an innocent being
My heartbeat is racin' at a pace
What else have I got left to spew down?
People-vultures crowding at my door
Parasites are eating more and more
truly worthy and true
Yes, I met my ideal thing when I met you
I see your face before me
Crowding my every dream
There is your face before me
You
I see your face before me, crowding my every dream
There is your face before me, you are my only theme
It doesn't matter where you are, I can see
O girl, you look so sad
Burnt out and half gone mad
Filth crowding up the place
Tears on your face
O girl, you're scared to move
You don't wanna
Oh, yeah alright
Somebody's Heine is crowding my icebox
Somebody's cold one is giving me chills
Guess I'll just close my eyes
Oh, yeah alright
may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
[Repeat: x2]
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
the wheel of my Capri
It seems it like no-ones noticed me
And now you're coming out from work
And deep inside I feel so hurt
I saw the people crowding
may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round
crowding round
You didn't move or make a sound
Sky so overcast and grey
And something happened here today
She's got to run
Run away from home
You
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