Lyrics:
can?t lose these all by myself blues
* Mechanical licensing for this song can be obtained through the Harry Fox Agency, Inc.
All you're selling is mine
Talk talking lies
Foxy disguise
By the time that you read it
At the moment you're sure
It's gone in the morning
Parts
As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon
Where dream makers
Working white plastic processors
Invite
Cruise
Some girls...like it long and brown, Brad Pitt circa 92
Some girls wanna get their whole world rocked by some Hemsworth goldilocks
But the wise
wolf-whistlers frightening a fox
The age was absent from his birthday cake
In mind he swaggers forth, still the tough kid
But he's betrayed by gentle silver locks
Rhonda:
At least he didn't piss on my fox...and he has real broadway stars for personal acquaintances!
Harry:
They're all dead, dear...zombies, I
in the world.
They live in all continents with exception of Antarctica.
Badgers live underground to keep cool in the day and create tunnels by
locked in a box
I'm flex on the run I'm moving like fox
Doing nothing but causing havoc like Toss
Imma keep running like I'm chased by cops
Time is not
Chorus:
Room games and diamond rain
It's a fox hunt, it's a f-stop
It's a ten acre wood.
Outbound on a western train
It costs a quarter man
Out
been tailing you
Like a fox that prays on a rabbit
Had to get you and so I knew
I had to learn your ways and habits
Oh, you were the catch that I was
other socks
Cause now in the hood he's
(Johnny the Fox)
'til one ring came, Jody blew a spark
Found about Jody round the corner in the park
Flipping
could be your spoon
We'll relocate and live together on the moon
I was like a starving fox resigned to feeding off the scraps
You helped me negotiate
You might think you're the hottest thing to walk into the box
Posted big numbers out in the sticks, clever like a fox
You might be 6 foot ten you
When a fruit rots at the base of a tree it is given back
It rots beautifully
When a Rabbit dies in the jaws of a Fox
It is a part of life
I think
She's a fox, he's a phoenix, together by the wind they've carried on
Chasing demons, lurking within their shadows
In a state of embracing all this
In the east
And the west
In the north
And the south
In the beast
Laid to rest
And put forth
In her mouth
Tied to ties that she hides behind every fox
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
I know a guy
He's more clever than I
His place was just down by the way
When things don't make sense
We'll walk by the fence
cnd ask all the trees
I've got chickens, lambs, and cows
To make my money somehow
Daddy said if you wanna go to school
Raise those chickens, lambs, and cows
The fox comes
On the floor
By her door
There's no chance that she will give you more
Mean Lover
Mean Lover
You got to fight to make her stay
Your life sucks
in the game, Fox is the baddest
Picture me fuckin with a nigga half my status
Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me buck it
Move ya bumba hole,
trucks
(Well, watch out man-a)
For, when we go a show, we say
We sit down in a box
We watch out di show star by Silver Fox
Him have di weak spot in a him
there to be?
The real world, the real world
Too many people try to sell you their cages
Killing the fox till the jailer arrives
If living in zoos is your
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
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