Lyrics:
What you gonna do when you get out of jail?
I'm gonna have some fun
What do you consider fun?
Fun, natural fun
I'm in heaven
With my
Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room, you know you made my eyes burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick
want a Patrick lunch box
And a Patrick tattoo
A Patrick jersey
Two for me, one for you
I want all the gear
I want to chug a beer
With a dude by
eyes
Well their actions become so absurd
So keep your auditions for somebody
Who hasn't got so much to lose
'Cause you can tell by the lines I'm
and I've always wanted to do it.
to be able to sing it with james taylor and timothy
b. schmit was as much a treat for me
Hope it is for you.
Se promenant
So why do I feel so sad?
You cannot hide the way you feel inside, I realize
Your actions speak much louder than words
So tell me why
Ooh, by now
me all alone
To cry over you
My heart is torn and broken
There's nothing left to do
In my prayers, I'll mention you
When you're gone I feel so
(Erick Sermon)
What's up wit that homegirl why you frontin
My raggamuffin c'mon help me wit somethin
You like me I can tell by your
I wanna stop and thank you baby, yes I do
How sweet it is to be loved by you, feels so fine
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I close my eyes
I woke up one Monday morning
And I didn't know what to do
And in my head, was something yawning
And it was yawning about you
Bring me to James! St.
you do or don't do
You're so much older and wiser and I
I wait by the door like I'm just a kid
Use my best colors for your portrait
Lay the table
yourself)
Oh, and he's fresh, too, I like that
So, um, what do you wanna
Be when you grow up, sweetie?
(Well, I wanna be a rap
Star just like Snoop Dogg)
Ah
New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady
Do it to me, James
And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
And me,
show consists of eveybody's shit but you're owns
Do you own shit, in your life show (bitin' ass nigga)
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in
love that green-eyed boy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, and I still miss
That green-eyed boy
Do you think about me
When the nights are long and cold
Do you ever miss me
Have you heard of that ship
Called the good Reuben James
Manned by hard fighting men
Both of honor and fame?
She flew the Stars and Stripes
Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by
Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by
Brother you don't know a nicer occupation
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
against you
So what you gonna do?
Put it up
Put it up
So Sgt. Pepper took you by surprise
You better see right through that mother's eye
Those freaks was right when they said you was dead
The one
just steady, just doing my own thang)
I just do it (ha!)
I just do it you know
My momma said to do what you know
So I'ma do what I know
James Brown
Moving like you do
Life is never lifeless
With you
You give me something to feel
Tonight is all I know
Tonight is all I need
All that matters now
Is
my funky dance back
And once again, puttin' you in a trance
In case you all forgot it it's called the Biz Dance
A movement by the body that's made
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