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bright as a charm 
you're holding a blade to the arm of a kid in his dorm room,
wishing good luck!
Waving a camera in front of his face,
Think quick kid, I

Hmm 
Can they hold me back 
I'm on edge from longest night 
Yeah 
Gas station where the pump goes 
Gas station where the punks go
Pop shots make a kid

Three hours later and you were gone
I was the first kid to know or maybe just the first to shout
I still feel bad for yelling at mom like it was her

A rusty bottom mailbox
A long arm with bad intent
Kept you from receiving
Every letter that I sent

Painstakingly plainspoken
I dictated every line

and his chest burns
Kids are cheering from the balcony
Tubby's oblivious, all he can see
Is that this is the moment to change his life
By collecting

My Man

Fanny Brice

Greatest Hits of the 1920s, Vol. 2

2013

don't care 
When he takes me in his arms 
The world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away, When I know
I'll come back

fed by hate

She is born with three legs, and three arms, and one wings
She is horned like goats on their way to hell (never going to Eden again)
She

a scene, didn't know just what your part meant
Now I can't see you but I know where you are

Hiawatha guards the river
He keeps his arms out for the promise

Good Times

Ray J

All I Feel [Bonus Tracks]

2008

harder then cash is swung
The only kid with a Velcro, fabric thump
Neva! dropin' the blunt
Two for fine rollin'
Eighty nine in the bricks is fifteen

for me
'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart

Break.

In the rain.
Feeling you splashing down from the heavens.
In the rain,
you make the clouds go away.
Kids can dance in the puddles made by you.
In

I remember you
When you were just a baby
I held you in my arms
But I treated you with wrath
But as you grew in size
You helped me grow and love
Grow

Pointless Love

Micky & the Motorcars

Live at Billy Bob's Texas

2009

Written by: Words/Micky Braun, Moni Ackerman; Music/Micky Braun, Joseph Deeb


She said don?t waste my time I only got a little left and I

Want

Especially the star on my arm from 1999 
 
A little sleep and a couple of lifetimes later
Our kids just prove that it was true
No matter how you think you look

'Auld Lang Syne' she sings into her glass
That's another year over
And the quickest one yet
The cool kids in high school
Well they just got a raise

With load arms.
Rival stay bit far 
Bust of them like shikaar.


Lot of my homies are well settled abroad,
But many of them are still under cop watch.
We

You want kids sat at the dinner table
Lines etched into the side of the door frame
Shoes by the door and nothing more
Than a 9-5 and a husband who'll

out

Up in arms
Contentious days
And we're paying
Up the nose for what we need
Patience waning

The best man the job is waitress
Busting ass to feed

Lost my soul
Now were old
Never had the strength to do
Hopelessly it'll come true
I failed to see that with you
Time by your side it just flew
What

If there's another way please tell me and I'll be fine
Findin' a place to stay ain't hard for you at night

In the morning on my arm
Your face in

bit sweet and a little bit sad
First you're the kid and then you're Dad
Who took from your boyhood
What your father had
And he knew 
Like I do

This

arm, side by side
We'll never run or never hide
We'll never give up, we'll never give in
We'll raise our fist and fight to win

[Chorus:]
There's a new

Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers grew
And perhaps a kid or two
Like my man.
And then my eyes get wet
I most forget
Til he gets hot

the corresponding expressions 
Were pretty clear from the start 

Then came the day 
You two spent the evening together 
A nervous yet relentless kid 
With his arm