Lyrics:
in sin
Get high with the folks
Get down in the swim
Don't you walk away
I want you baby
How does it feel
When you're meet her in your home
So when you wake up in the morning
and you find someone whose lost and lonely
Just take him by the hand and help him find his way
When you
(They've Got An Awful Lot Of Coffe Down In Brazil)
Way down among the Brazillians,
Coffee beans grow by the billions,
So they've got to find those
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Is more than a reaction to your touch
It's a perfect passion and I can't get enough
The way you look, the way you laugh,
The way you love with all you
Hank Jr. - Family Tradition; Willie Nelson - Angel Flyin' Too Close To The Ground; Ray Price - Crazy Arms; Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming Down. Now
to go Peter Parker
I'm Spider-Man, if he ain't me, he just a creepy crawler
Tunechi spark the lighter, pull up in a new Ferrari spider
Spider web
even understand why the fuck you even care
And I don't need your jealousy yeah
Why drag me down in your misery
And when you stare you don't think I feel
the corner
Down at the edge, round by the river
Sudden problems shouldn't take away the startled memory
All in all, the journey takes you all the way
to old Woodstock
Way behind the shady trees
Listen, oh don't it get you
Get you in your throat
Feel the breezes blowing
All around your coat
Lord don't
in me,
Would you all step back? so a girl might to get started,
And he won't have to look twice to see.
She said I'll give you an intentional
We come to make it hot for you
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here, go crazy
The way you're bouncin'
no one knows you
Gonna reach way down deep in your mind
I wanna get to know you
Wanna get to know
Wanna get to know you that good
Gonna know you
When you're talkin' in your sleep
And the name that you whisper ain't mine
And I've finally faced the fact
That you're cheatin' on me one more
is cray-cray, Ray J, H-A-H-A-H-A
Laughing all the way to the bank, I spray flames
They cannot tame or placate the
Monster (ayy)
You get in my
Keys, there's a place called Kokomo
That's where you wanna go to get away from it all
Bodies in the sand, tropical drink melting in your hand
We'll be
to jail
Where is my lawyer? Won'tcha get me my bail?
Where is my lawyer? Won't you get me my bail?
Don't think I like it in the Hollywood jail
Officer Ray
(There's no in-between)
(Your either with it all the way) Or you've blown the scene
(Or you've blown the scene)
Stand upside down on your head, feet against
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
no one knows you
Gonna reach way down deep in your mind
I wanna get to know you
Wanna get to know
Wanna get to know you that good
Gonna know you
Jr. (Yeah), and that's all I know, that's all I ever knew
Get money or get nothing, you know what I'm saying? (I feel)
And I feel that way (I feel
trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in
You gotta keep one eye
and fighting and kissing in the rain
And it's two AM and I'm cursing your name
So in love that you act insane
And that's the way I loved you
Breakin' down
not to get lost in these petty things
Your nemeses will defeat themselves
Before you get the chance to swing
And he's passing by
Rare as the glimmer
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