Lyrics:
Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall
Like the seashore clings to the sea
Like you'll never get rid of your shadow
Frank, you'll never get rid
steal lovin'
[Frank Lee White]
Well I was riding 95 to Virginia the other day
And I thought to myself ain't this where Timbaland used to stay
I
Frank?)
Oh I love the place where are the peach trees?
(We'll have to go back a few years)
Well let's turn around
(Can't you see me in a hoop skirt)
[Intro: Frank Calhoune & Killa McClain]
AJ On Da Track make it pure, like some crack (crack)!
Fuckin' well right, fuckin' well right.
When I co-sign,
party they gave you
When we were just a couple of kids?
Well suppose they haven't thought of inviting me too,
See what I'd have missed?
And here's my
kiss and cuddle
Matt or glossy
They're the perfect model
Frank can work hard
Mary's well connected
They could go far
With some fuel injected
believe us.
No matter what people think, please,
Be honest, be ardent, be real.
(We love tender
The Milky Way)
We’ll never be free and so frank, babe.
Do
Hey, Pearl, what's bugging you, girl?
(Too much knowledge, Frank
Too much knowledge) explain it to me
(Well, it was down at school
At the age of six)
frank, you might as well call me Franklin
Getting to the money only thing on my regimen
She say she want that noodle
Aint talkin Ramen
Bitch I been ballin
the mountainside?
Can we go with you just down the road a ways?'
"Well," Frank said, "I just filled up, hop in this pickup truck
But don't mind the dog that's just
Well uh i play a v-, a version of myself
A-, as Frank sees me, you know, like
You know what I mean? Interviewer: No
It's not, uh
He sees the group
Well Frank he left Houston
Cause he made a bet that he end up losing
But he didn't make it too far last night
His girl's laying in my backseat
hear that robin song
Well, I know it won't be long
Frank, I know we belong
And we're starting a new life
We gonna move, move way on down the line
Girl,
your shirt
In the car garage yo black burn this nigga
Watch how Kentucky fried I turn this nigga
Watch you sizzle like a well done [unverified] Frank
on the hill
I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range"
I can see them Bar-M choppers
Sweepin' low across the plains
It's me and you Frank we're
This is the season.
My name's Wednesday.
My partner's Frank Jones.
The Chief's name is Captain Kellogg.
December the 24th, Christmas Eve.
They
hell
Ask me how I'm doing, I sit back, I'm doing well
I can't get into it, I don't even know myself
Can I be frank, I ain't doing well
Just a well being
A patchwork of this century's
Celebrities combined
Well, to be frank
I sure hope you got your kicks
You've got Freddy Mercury's ass
Stuck to Elvis Presley's
But she's been gone a long, long time
And the kids I lost track of some while back
Think Sue is a stripper and John we lost to the crack
Well Old Frank
Uma é do Ironbound a outra de Curitiba
Mas quando junta a dupla as duas são perva perdida
E eu sigo na postura contando os Benny Frank
Saco a nota no
feeling jaded
Lonely and lonelier as the day's cave in
2020 didn't think that I'd make it
I thought I'd be dead man I'm just being frank well
At least I
wait and sit
Catch the package on a transit
Take her to the upper room, i go and give her damage
Ben franks cut my hand, well damn i need a bandage
Turn
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Adrian belew (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter wolf (keyboards)
Patrick o'hearn (bass,
with ev'ry senorita
And he spoke when the dance was done
Mister Mayor, I must be frank
I hear it's not going well
So I rudely stopped a banker's train
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