Lyrics:
Tea For Two
Tony Bennett
(Irving Caesar/Vincent Youmans)
I'm discontented with homes that are rented so I have invented my own.
Darling this
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
I wish that I was on old Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee hills
Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top
Ain't no telephone bills
Once I had
Pastures not greener
But meaner
Love of the simple
Is all that I need
I've no time for schism
Or lovers of greed
Go up to the mountain
Go up to the glen
I know you're scared, leavin' this home
You're not that used to livin' alone
You're not that used to speakin' your mind
You're too used to waitin'
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Don't keep my boots by the door no more
There's nowhere I need to be that fast
People keep asking what I settled
It all began when they took me from my home
And put me on Death Row
A crime for which I'm totally innocent, you know
I began to warm and chill
east
And feel like they could be at home
Dem get tricked by the beast
But a where dem ago flee when the monster is fully grown?
Solomonic linage whe
make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show
I'll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
Yeah, and if you gotta leave for work
I'll be right
Grandma' welcome home
You have
Been gone for far too long
Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair
Grandma'
Let
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
Jesus, the missing years
It was raining. It was cold
West Bethlehem was no place for a twelve year old
So he packed his bags and he headed out
swoop
Take her for a ride in my blue Lex Luthor (Lex Luth-ah)
But the bitch ain't got no gas fetti (gas fetti)
So I burnt her like Fast Freddy (Fast
Yeah.. brand new Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)
Somethin' to the new year off, ya dig?
One for the treble, two for the bass,
Comeon everybody, lets
Far as my eyes can see
No matter how fast I run
I can never seem
To get away from me
No matter where I am
I can't help thinking
I'm just a day
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
Holiday
And I come home
I hope to see this boy I know
I cant wait for us to be alone
Flipping through the radio
We sing along to the indie show
Some days when I'm far away
In a lonely room in a cold seclusion
Some nights when I'm wound so tight
There is no release, there is no solution
In
inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't
thus far
Got the biggest car Spanish broads no bra
Callin' otha lames for the walks in the park
I ain't come to play games I just wanna play my part
out and git something
Cause you and I got to do for you and I
I don't recall, ever graduating at all
Sometimes I feel I'm just a disappointment
share
As I sit here and drink and look for a song I think I just found me one
There's a difference in a fallen woman and one who is still hangin' on
on the scene with cocktails
One nigga looking for po po, in Forest Hill
Someone looking through windows
The doorbells goes off followed by the pump and gas
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