Lyrics:
a bit 2 leisurely
Seems that I was busy doing something close 2 nothing
But different than the day before
That's when I saw her, Ooh, I saw her
She
and then we get down, down
So high up that it's down
Wow, my shit so profound
Wow, y'all done bit the whole style
Wow, I don't trip, I just smile
always out on the road
She don't got time for a whole
Little bit of time that we have
We used to purchase a half
There don't be no time to smoke
I'm
the form, I'm a little bit
I got the horse right here
The name is Paul Revere
And here's the guy that says if the weather's clear
Can do, can do
know that face
I'd better get ready to hunt and trace
Bit-by-bit, and on-and-on and then he's gone
Oh Lord! When? How? Such a major mess
It's not
per second
What a view, what a view
Glad you are enjoying it
G800 to LOS
Columbia Houston, ah we have forty seconds to LOS
You're looking good
Suck it up, going down
30 seconds till we smash into the ground
Passengers, have lost their smiles
Soon their bodies will be wreckage spread for
per second
What a view, what a view
Glad you are enjoying it
G800 to LOS
Columbia Houston, ah we have forty seconds to LOS
You're looking good
known, I'm hoping
That after this fever I'll survive
I know I'm acting a bit crazy
Strung out, a little bit hazy
Hand over heart, I'm praying
That I'm
Let us sing a bit of good old Captain Kitt
Who sat one morning early in the head
A bee came flying past and it
Stung him on the ass
And this is what
This is the story of the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, 'The Musical Shrimp'
And the cadging ramble
A little bit of this
Would you like
still standing when it clears
And everyone knows I'm in over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind, she's
See I know a little bit something good
Always comes out of a little bit something bad
And I wasn't looking for someone new
Till you came down
Giving
And looking up I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Made my way upstairs and had a smoke
And everybody spoke
he'd never robbed one before
He made up his mind to do it
Then he'd lay low.
Cause all he thought he needed was a little bit of cash to roll
I got a little bit stronger
Riding in the car to work and I'm
Trying to ignore the hurt so I
Turned on the radio
Stupid song made me think
bit closer to me, little girl
See, daddy's on a mission to please
Wait a second
She's hopped up for me
I've got her in my zone
Her body's
Sandman sneaking on with the dew just an old second hand man
He'll buy your old day from you
he will take every sorrow of the day that is through
searching figures now
Dreading a second wave
I'm pouring glasses down
Digging a subtle grave
Is the bar for being an alcoholic
A little bit higher
bit closer to me, little girl
See, daddy's on a mission to please
Wait a second
She's hopped up for me
I've got her in my zone
Her body's
I never rode a pony but I'm genuine
So give me just a little bit of nicotine
And a sticky greeen
And I'm a hit it with the icky cream
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
bit closer to me, little girl
See, daddy's on a mission to please
Wait a second
She's hopped up for me
I've got her in my zone
Her body's
still standing when it clears
And everyone knows I'm in
Over my head, over my head
Eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind, she's on your
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