Lyrics:
the cause
Just because they clap don't mean
That you need the applause
Dear people, sincerely yours
Where do we go? Where do we go?
Where do we go when we're
Yeah yeah yeah
It's getting hot out here dear
Spring time make you
Take your clothes off
Summertime make you
Take your clothes
Good Sex make you
Take
to say but it's okay
Good morning, good morning
Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
touched by anyone
Dear God
My mother's legs throb bad
Ma religiously rubs ointments on them
Like she is scrubbing grime from her bathtub
She repeatedly
comfortable, ceremonial standing by
Ooh-whoa, ooh, yeah
Take me to the lovely ball, my dear
Wicked bridge, I'll see her silver lining
I can't help but
Good morning, it's another beautiful day.
But will things go your way?
if they don't, what will you say?
Are you getting too tired to pray?
Oh you
are jumping and cotton is high
Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking
So hush, little baby, don't you cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
No, no, no,
On a Gibson that plays right through ya
His daddy left him when he was fourteen years old
And they put his mama down at Franklin Funeral Home
He’s been
(Haha, I'm sorry)
Samira Gibson, Trying to find my
(Trying to find my) soul (Trying to find my)
Aah
Get that soul back, I'ma get that soul back
Mel Gibson
That nigga Pac was set up by his dawg Jimmy Henchman,
So what that mean Niggas been hating for generations
Y’all just mad I’m tryna get it
you'll have some spare change for me
I did well in school so why am I here
Oh wait I know, it's cause I hold nothing dear
I get up in the morning only
easier just not to sleep
'Cause then I don't have to dream
I know I've said it a 100 times
But I'm sorry my dear
I look out at the morning
See it slowly
Party girls don't get hurt
Can’t feel anything, when will I learn
I push it down, push it down
I'm the one "for a good time call"
Phone’s blowin' up,
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Whoa Whoa
Dreams
See every morning I wake
I got my knees down and pray
I pray to god I get paid
God let these feelings don’t change
shutters
In the midst of all this weather
Looking out for your brothers
And oh by the way
We finally forgave Sam
But you don't speak to each other
And some
boat down by the river, don't you know
There's a cement bag's dropping down
That cement's just for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Mack, he's
that she's leaving,
Baby love, baby love don't leave
But I know she'll leave
In the middle of the night, she'll leave
She'll leave
By the morning light,
And there her twenty sisters
Were waiting by the door
It's away, you Santee my dear Annie!
Oh, you New York Girls
Can't you dance the polka?
They gave me
I Livelong
We no dey die young
I trust in you yeah
(Yeah I do)
I know you're good yeah
(I know it)
Trust in You
I hold on you
I rest on you
Dear
girl trust in me
Don't look in the mirror, the past you don't wanna see
What do you say we leave for California?
If we drive all night we can make it by
chain around his neck.
Old Reilly's daughter got a message
That her father was goin' to hang.
She rode by night and came by morning
With gold and silver
I like being independent
Not so much of an investment
No one to tell me what to do
I like being by myself
Don't gotta entertain anybody else
No
To strike the Cattle Barons a blow.
V15 Fanny
As we make our way, to the congregation today, dear ladies, friends, I’ve something to say.
V16 Woman 1
I’d rather have you as a friend
My dear sweet friend
Than to not have you in my life at all
Insufferable
I could watch you draw by the lake
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