Lyrics:
With all those China joys
And I know she really didn't mean a thing
To any of those sailor boys
Louisiana rain is falling at my feet
And I'm
I'd like to take you by surprise at the grocery store
Grab you by the hand and step on the electric door
Leave the shopping cart right where it is
to remember, what I really need.
What means the most to me
Is waking up next to you.
Feel the morning breeze
Your my favorite thing in love
Coming home to your
thing.
Jeah.
Now I don't normally do this,
But ahh, let's get it.
A millionaire I am young money,
But, be clear my money so grown,
It got grey hair,
The paper's waitin' by my favorite chair
The wrinkled hands from washin'
All the dishes
The aching of her body from the strain
Of all the years of sacrifice
While I'm
Killing time
Being lazy
[2nd verse:]
Life is short
And getting shorter with each day that goes by
And how the time does fly
Before you
to the whole thing going south
Just stay home if I were smart
It’s open season on my heart
I hit the streets and the fireworks start
It’s open season on my
take the stuffiness
Out of days you hate, you really hate
Slow morning news, pass me by
I try not to analyze
But didn't he blow my mind this time
a light
He practically froze when I spoke
He practically froze when I spoke
But eased when he saw my cigarette
But eased when he saw my cigarette
Then
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
Let's get one thing straight
To get there early is on time
And showing up on time is late
Ladies and gents, we're still alive
By the skin of our
you, and there's a million reasons why
After every late night street light drive
Every love you miss you kiss goodnight
Girl, your name is still my
Louisiana rain
Is falling at my feet
Baby, I'm noticing the change
As I move down the street
Louisiana rain
Is soaking through my shoes
I may never be
about my past life, but it's the past right
Give him some of that "act right", and make a nigga act, uh
Favorite part as we crawl, so we can do what we
for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause murder is murder by any name
Politicians
I swear, any pain I take I'll wear
G'd up bless me I'll take you there
Angels sings on broken wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Hello bye
hold my hand and tell me
Someday I'll love you
Through the years of growing up
I thought your love grew too
'Til your heart longed for the things
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
favorite
Your daddy can't even look me in the eye
Ooh if I was in their shoes, I'd be doing the same thing
Saying there goes my little girl
Walking with
It was my favorite day
Before the movie show
Until the fight broke out
In front of floral scenes
Faces got all bent up
"Beat him real good" she
Doctor shouts
And baby then I came out
And here I am
Found my way down the street
Chicken hawk's favorite meat
The man was big
The gun was loaded
just, some things just make sense
And even after all this time
I'm into you
Baby, not a day goes by that I'm not into you
I should be over all
driver, once more down the street
Cab driver, wait here by the door
Perhaps, I'll hold her in my arms once more
Then things will be just like they
built the whole thing nail by nail and brick by brick
Aw but, girl, what you did
Was put the singin' in the kitchen, the dancin' down the hallway
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