Lyrics:
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If it's on the floor, let it go
(Bet not be a hoe)
Nickel by the door
4, 6 on the high and low
Peeping out your folks
Oh fasho, whachutryndoo
(Can
Valens
Bitch ass, my cyphers known to cut you quick, fast
Get a whiplash from the big gash that I be leaving on ya
making all the kids laugh
And I be
you at all.
'Cause I have a house, far from the city, it may be my own fault, but it's awful pretty.
Just an old stone house by a river, with an old
Why is life so cold?
Waking up to them roaches
Gun shots in the dark, houses broke in
Tweakers lurking by the crib, I can't do this
Why is life so
going to be freak of the week
She's a disco lovin' mama, at the disco's where you'll find her
She's a big freak, tell by the company she keeps
She's
In the gloaming by the fireside
With you, I'll be content
In the gloaming by the fireside
Every hour will be well spent
We'll see our hopes
It's your big day, your big day
So you want to tie the knot
Tie it tight, don't let it rot, the memory of this day
Are you deafened by the bells
It's your big day, your big day
So you want to tie the knot
Tie it tight, don't let it rot, the memory of this day
Are you deafened by
soggy but just keep slogging.
We'll soon be on dry ground."
We were, waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool said to push on.
The Sergeant
Wailin' on the corner like an ol' Tom Cat
Shoutin' and a shakin' almost off my bat
Who walks by?
Me oh my
Jumpin' Jeshosaphat
Big Blon'
I could move to Hollywood
Get my teeth capped I know I could
Be a big star on the silver screen
Just like James Dean, I could be a star
I could
If they can borrow a couple of bucks until Tuesday
Pleases that man go say no man be tryin' to play Captain Save A Hoe
Gettin' marked by all them
a quarter to four
And he just couldn't handle any more
He's got his own big dipper so he won't be needing your big dipper
He's got his own big dipper
a quarter to four
And he just couldn't handle any more
He's got his own big dipper so he won't be needing your big dipper
He's got his own big dipper and he
In the gloaming by the fireside
With you, I'll be content
In the gloaming by the fireside
Every hour will be well spent
We'll see our hopes
the dead man would play
And I'm leaving in the morning
And I'm leaving in the morning
And I won't die, so don't cry, I'll be home
Those big black
jail tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
So love me if you ever gonna love me
love would be too much
Or you'll be left in the dust
Unless I stuck by ya
You're the sunflower
You're the sunflower
Every time I'm leavin' on ya
crawling by
This hurt I feel will never die
Somehow I know deep down inside
I'll never get away from this big town
From this big town
In this big town
a tweaker right by the speaker
Never seem to get enough
Priceless that's fresh
And what's space is possession
Like yeah that's the stuff
Electronic
Big nuthin', big nuthin', big nuthin', nuthin'
I was on a TV show, that everybody said
Would change the course of my life that night by the time I
he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip"
"Big iron on his hip"
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
[Chorus]
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name
I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out
children need all that she brings
We all have our problems
Some big, some are small
Soon all of our problems
Will be taken by the cross
Black day,
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