Lyrics:
walked out on my job about a week ago and I'm sleepin' in a telephone booth
But I'm a gonna be the richest guy around the day you say you're mine
I got
both make it
Yes, sometimes it's gonna hurt (yes, sometimes it's gonna hurt)
We can be as happy as we want to be, girl
But we gotta make it work
We
to your mate
You're gonna lose a papa.
So let those funny people smile
How can there be a Virgin isle
With diga diga doo diga doo doo
Diga diga doo
Listen up, when I read your name off the list
You gonna know where you gonna be at in the morning
Robert jordan, your going to the pen. son
King george
by, I got nothing on me
Cause the smoke is already in the air
I am loped up two braids in my hair
All Star with the khaki suit
I'm gonna fuck around
to the punch
Oh oh oh, after I had known you for it seems like a long, long time
I wanted, wanted to ask you, would you please, please be mine
Whenever you
to your mate
You're gonna lose a papa.
So let those funny people smile
How can there be a Virgin isle
With diga diga doo diga doo doo
Diga diga doo
If you don't know me by now
You will never never never know me
If you don't know me by now
You will never never never know me
All the things
straight
'Cause I'ma use the microphone as bait
For other female emcees, so what you gonna do to this?
You may be older than me, but you're new to this
ride
I know you're worried 'bout tomorrow
The days and the miles
That are bound to come between us
Baby we both knew this was gonna be tough
Let's
(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is
you take mine, well, I got nothin' left to say
Oh, I'll stand alone
It won't be the first time or the last time
That I'm gonna make it on my own
-O-Y
Gonna love him till the day I die
He's a C-O-W-B-O-Y
he's hot and he's mine
Wrangler jeans and a Cowboy hat
George strait button down pearl snap
A pair
I know that I'm not gonna sleep tonight
Cause you're not by my side and that ain't right
I thought that we bought this bed for two,
But what good
Ayy shawty, you know what I'm sayin'
Some niggas' palms be sweatin'
Some niggas' palms be itchy
It don't matter, a nigga just gotta get it
You
to remember you by
If I can't be with you
Oh baby all my life
The next best thing
Is you next to me all through the night
Pull all the shades down
Put
but you just gotta be mine
'Cause girl, I don't wanna share you (share you)
We could be together, but you scared to
I ain't gonna leave you (leave
than be dying in the coal yard
Now papa he ain't hungry no more
He's waiting for a knock on the trailer door
It's gonna rock you like a hurricane
It's
than air.
And I'm gonna fly.
No one knows where,
But I'm gonna fly,
And soar through the air.
'Cause I have felt for the first time,
I can be
to your mate
You're gonna lose a papa.
So let those funny people smile
How can there be a Virgin isle
With diga diga doo diga doo doo
Diga diga doo
of mine from way back, Dr John
Yeah.
We're gonna do this-a, we're gonna do this song
That was written by a, while back by this-a British-a trumpet
to your mate
You're gonna lose a papa.
So let those funny people smile
How can there be a Virgin isle
With diga diga doo diga doo doo
Diga diga doo
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
to make you
I wanna make you mine
It's all gonna be okay
It's all gonna be okay
It's all gonna be okay
I'll be waiting for you
Baby, if you take my hand
We
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