Lyrics:
on and love me, yes,
Invade me.
Row your boat, baby, through my water, oo, out
Into my light, oh.
Hold me, sunlight; come on me, moonlight,
So deep
I'm gonna buy buy buy you a sheepskin coat
I'm gonna string red rubies 'round your throat
Gently down the stream I will row your boat
Cause you
got it, there you go
Can't you tell by how they lookin' at you everywhere you go?
Wonderin' what's on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine
When
jazz is to me
History repeating itself like a
All the great cars of the world in one massive collision
All the doctors swallowed up by one
brum, brum
And off we go!
Down at the harbour
Early in the morning
See all the big boats
Standing in a row
See the ships Captain
Standing by the gangway
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
I shame my family, shame my home
Supper time
Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for
boats landing
By the broad majestic Shannon
It's 1-9-9-tre, so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave
boats landing
By the broad majestic Shannon
by the Dr.
A nigga that breaks 'em off properly
Real G, so don't doubt it
I'm the one who's doin' it while these other niggas talk about it
And if
the moonlight
John Wilkes, that's who I'm in the booth like
Ay, bruh, I go ham for dead presidents
And everything I record is over your head like a boom mic
heaven, not the one, not the seven
And you'll never get to heaven in her row boat
Pea brain pisser, dog breath kisser
'N Harley said you're better off
It's 1-9-9-tre, so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave
up and take you downtown
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down
Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back,
to row, oh, just let go and flow, oh, oh, your boat
When the past comes knockin’ at your front door
No need to pretend you’re not home
Just look ‘em
the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On Desolation Row
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world
a bitch-ass nigga
That ain't worth a food stamp
And at Death Row, I hear you're getting treated like boot camp
Gotta follow your sergeant's directions
got it, there you go
Can't you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go?
Wondering what's on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine
When
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
said, "Lord, I know I don't look like much, but I didn't think you'd mind
I just wanted to be with your people, Lord, it's been a long time"
A while
Let 'em row your boat, they'll leave you upstream
Lost in the Matrix, prey for the sheep
Prey for the sheep
Things ain't always what it seems
What's
You can't fool a fooler
I can tell
When a John got jazzed
By a Jezebel
You can't beat the house
You can't beat the house
Tell the man,
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