Lyrics:
waiting?
But I can?t walk away?
And I don?t mind watching?
But I can?t walk away?
(Lyrics submitted by Felipe Gallego)
bother me
I've had my share of fame
You know my name
If I never sing another song
Or take another bow
I would get by, but I'm not sure how
Always
to the big time
You need big time looks
A shady accountant
Who can cook the books
A couple of well-placed friends
Some dynamite eight by tens
Before you
I know it is because of this that she was never born
I saw a picture 1939
A little girl with a face like mine
The train behind her hand an open
I'm wiser now
I'm not the foolish girl you used to know
So long ago
I'm stronger now
I've learned from my mistakes which way to go
And I should
Get in, baby, let's go for a ride
I'm always gonna want you by my side
I'm a mess for miles
And a stone's throw from perfect
If you stick with
Another endless day
I must be getting older,
This i've found
Its harder to complain
I must be getting used to this
By now
The perfect girl for me
was a real girl
Did she die when I woke
I sleep straight through to tomorrow
And look for her till I go broke
I found myself by the highway
That I ride
fanfares and drumrolls and everything
Then it came to the part where we meet in midair
And I held out my hands but your hands weren't there
And I fell, and I
the creature that you were when you were younger," it whispered. We get disconnected from our childhood. We tell our stories like we read them in a book but had
you will
Dumb luck but still
We're here by freewill, yeah
Open my eyes crystal clear
Grab my newports, smoke in the air
I'm in love with Los
You said you're a wreck, you get so upset
You said that you'd ruin everything
The first chance you get
But your chances come day after day
As I
some more upon the floor
Taken on vacation on a hillside by the shore
But she's not a magazine you're reading every month
And defintitely not the girl
just seems so very small
In comparison to everything around
But there's a girl over there, she's got mahogany hair
And her eyes of sweet amethyst
I
Adam Walsh
Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross
Too far gone inside my art form
Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool
But while
believe you’d be
This real
Ooh, I used to love a girl like you?
My mind is blown by real of you
[CHORUS 1]:
Heartbreaking expert
Your skill is amazing
You
who's hiphop
I'm in da heazy fo' sheazy
I didn't understand what I just said
But it pleased
I learned everything I know from da radio
I've seen all
Silhouette in the window
Outline of the good you've done by me
I couldn't tell you what I know
It's bad enough you're in everything
I can feel you
of the stars'Hotel
California' goes around in my headAnd the folks who
are loaded keep a gun by the bedBut you can't help
but notice....The poor wind up dead.
of the best
This That, Tank top, gym shorts, socks wit my slides
Only God can judge me, I'm a motherfucking vibe
This That, I'm a sleep in, on the weekend
But
out, seeing sounds on my spaceship
I’ll be gone by the dawn come, come embrace it
He said girl I’m fucking down, let’s get crazy
So I put the L
for Lagos (lagos)
But I dey count my blessings
Name them one by one
Everything for life na turn by turn
Nobody fit stop my shine at all
Cause who God
Yo, we met in September, I left her November
And everything was good 'till
I came in December
She's like "Remember me? I'm that
Girl whom you told
& parties
always get the ladies
When I get desperate
I write a message yo
My rhymes of day to day yo
We may not agree on everything
or anything
By any means
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