Lyrics:
My friends are gettin' kinda worried
They think I'm turning into some kinda freak
Oh, but they're just jealous 'cause I've seen Porky's
Twenty-seven
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The ship that sails the seven seas
Has finally brought me to my knees
It's not much to my liking
The people standing
that they need me, Lord
I'm talkin' 'bout some real life shit
Goodbye letter, "Dear life" shit
Way too concerned to be conceited
I live and I learn,
need me, baby, I'm never too far
But yo, I gotta get out there the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you the second that I blow
On everything I
Too many cars, too many hoes, too many drugs (hype me up, up, up)
I just blammed on 'em
Too many bars, too many homes, too many guns
Yeah, I just
from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age
book down and mama sang a song
(What a friend we have in Jesus)
I've been rocked to sleep many a night to the tune of What a Friend
Morning come Rock
Seems to always be there,like an old trusted friend
I've read a lot of books,
Wrote a few songs
Looked at my life where it's goin', where it's gone
North, seeking middle-class prosperity
But by the summer of 1967
Much of that hope had turned to hopelessness (yo)
Yo, you that wrong, I crack a sky,
in the prairie to die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body was all
didn't sleep with men
I put two and two togetherâ?¦and I asked about your friend
It turns out she and though she loved my show
She too preferred
Let be him be the dad, the friend, the man
Let him cherish me for who I am
Let him be the right one
Made it through dinner
Had a little too much
door
I head the party on the second floor
But you only pretend that you've been visiting friends from abroad
Tell me more (hey operator)
5 7 0 5
has gone
And seven years is far too long
To see me clearer
You broke my mirror
I packed my clothes and moved to bluer pastures
With friends that
life)
Oh, 'cause we're made from the same sky (made from the same sky)
We've shared a trail of tears
Way too many years, no
You're a part of me
I
daughter, I be worried 'bout Kim
But Saint is baby Ye, I ain't worried 'bout him
I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
What I
died the friends I made all seemed
Somehow to drift away
And only I am left on stage to end the play
There are so many songs in
Me that won't be sung
I
Whatever we may do
Whatever we may fall
All I ask of you
Please love me too, like I love you
Always, always
By your side
We share the pain inside
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
off your shoes
(And all you gotta do is take it off)
Let's be More Than Just Friends
Girl, just, relax
I know we just started talkin'
Girl, I
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
some too young to vote
Rapper now but used to be a dealer (a dealer)
Got enough paper to have your best friend kill you
Release the silent ones up in
Ku-Ku clappers from a Soo Woo chapter
Too many hate it when I do it, should I nuke you bastards
Or, should I go and get a motor count, Dooku slasher
Do
I lost him once through a friend's advice
But it's not gonna happen twice
Cause all advice ever got for me
Was many long and sleepless nights
Now
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