Lyrics:
home
By time you get here I'll be long gone
There's somebody new and he sure ain't no rodeo man
He said, I'm sorry it's come down to this
There's so
I'm gettin' older day by day
It's comin' time to break away
So many things I want to do
On my own, I'm gonna make it alone, 'lone, 'lone
I'm
wouldn't help her none
I mean, wouldn't help her none
It wouldn't help her none
Whoa, times don't get no better
Peoples, I'm gonna have to go
Times don't
said they'd be here by nine
And Deb said she might bring a friend
Just my luck, they're right on time
So here I go again
I'm gonna smile my best
It's just I'm gettin' heated by the way things is
Who says racism ain't the same biz?
It's a joke what the man calls "rehabilitation"
Keepin' all
don't need a sequel, gonna fade this show to black.
[Chorus: x2]
(I'm not your little princess anymore)
(Ha ha)
Get it?
I'm not your Cinderella
I'm gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' rhythm record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I gotta
There's a wango-tango
At the peppermint inn
I'm gonna be there
Shakin' my thing
Be bop a lula
Little Peggy Sue
We both got company
Don't know
playin' anyway
But if I dream about it, it makes me wonder
For every good thing, must you get bad
But I won't worry, and if I'm living on borrowed time
I'm
can bitch
Cause I'm better than you
It's the way that I move
The things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul
By dropping names
I don't
You're really gonna be someone
Ask anyone
And when you find everything you've looked for
I hope your love leads you back to my door
Oh, but if it
us workers who sweat, spit and swear
The minds of our daughters are poisoned by you
With your communistic politics and them negro blues
Well I'm gonna
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
If I say so, know they gon' ride
I know G's, and you know they ain't nice
If I pop up, I'ma want it, but I get by
bite it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
No I'm never gonna let up so
You're my soaking wet ecstasy
Like sex on the beach
I want to take you home now, girl
Gonna practice what I preach, dig
I'm comin' home, girl
I'm
and tired
And I wanna go higher and higher
When I get like this
And nothing's gonna fix it and I'm getting sick of it
And all I want to do is quit
I'm
on the thoughts of no takings
So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm fakin'
I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit
You act like the motherfucker's
couldn't love someone
'Cause I might break
If you're gonna die, not by mistake
So, where did you go?
I should know, but it's cold
And I don't wanna be
you, woman
Someday it's gonna be the death of you
It's gonna be the death of you
I'm gonna get my 44 get my 44
Shoot a few holes in you
Yes I'll put you
as sure as you know my name.
Y'know I'm gonna get so high this morning
It's going to be a cryin' shame.
Well you know I'm gonna stick with my reefer
gonna do? what we gonna do?
Every time I see your face I know its true maybe theres something i gotta say I'm just in love with you & I know your the one
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My name is Adrian Sanderson and riveting's me trade,
But it's intellectual discourse I'm known better for,
And I may forego English
I'm gonna do right
Right by you
Because I'm only right
Right by You
Sometimes I wonder will I ever get it right
Cause I'm so sick of messin up so many
know, I know,
We're gonna make it
'Cause no one else can
Make me feel the way that you do
I promise you
I know, I know, I know, I know,
We're gonna get
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