Lyrics:
cos life's a blessing
My marj told me that I was taught by the Simpson (Homie!)
What's the purpose of life, a mighty question
I mulled it over like wine
A strawberry wine
Danced on your lips
With your cheeks as red as the sky
And as fast as I came
I'm gone once again
And my love dared to ask why
Because 10,000
right girl
I could be a really nice girl
Lights off, easy, light girl
It's all fine, I won't fight girl
Promise I won't lose my mind
Sunsets and red wine
So bleam them all killin by right red lo
Da skill ride da roll red zap pay po
Big ragga warrior di enemy detect rasta like ninja
Gans demn men for
(One, two)
Stop the clocks, it's amazing
You should see the way the light dances off your head
A million colours of hazel, golden and red
tougher than leather
But tender as a babe in a manger
Let's lift up a glass of yesterday's wine
And cheers to the red headed stranger
Cause Willie got
to teach
Your wife a thing or two
Come here to this illegal place for joys
And teach your wife this way to grow new boys
I'll take you by your hand
And show
heels
Hung and bled
Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
Splashing
Spilt some red wine now I’m on the Red Carpet
No room mate and I don’t live no Apartment
Lots of street credit but I’m paying out of pocket
at one end of the table)
March Hare: Have some wine. Have some wine. Have some wine
Alice: I don't see any wine!
Hatter: (Maliciouscrowing) There isn't
here on out I'm only dropping bombs
Just like fine wine I'm getting better with time
iPhone notepad in high school I wrote my first rhyme
Now I put it
fight tonight
I wanna get this draw
And move past what seems light
And it isn't by force
To drag on feelings
You know I hate that
Not appealing
All that
you
Another year has just gone by
With love for you and I
I don't need mistletoe and wine
To show what's really on my mind
I, I got a present
defined traffic
The way my schoolin' end
Less-ly defined every day
One exquisite fitted crisis rivets
An octagon of red
To the ceiling above my bed
It's not
the cork before you taste the wine
We get hooked up but the shame is
Too much connection followed by rejections
Gonna hurt a girl 'til she learns her
Used to call me Push ‘cause
I pushed by the quarter
Used to push keys ‘til the D's pushed harder
Push "start" – push buttons, start the car up
Push
I like moonshine whiskey
I like home made wine
I don’t look for greener grass
Home grown suits me just fine
Welcome to my shanty
Drop by anytime
a ramblin' man to the bone
He liked women and wine and he loved to roam
Not like she was any kind of saint
See in this story there's a lot of red paint
But
It's such a beautiful night to make a change in our lives
East Anglian sky, empty bottle of wine
I got you by my side, talkin' 'bout love and life
good sex and good weed
Baby oil to rub down my sleeves, relax and breathe
Red wine, crackers and cheese, baby shootin' the breeze
While aiming
I've been spinning now for time
Couple women by my side
I got sinning on my mind
Sipping on red wine
I've been sitting here for ages
Ripping out
I've been spinning now for time
Couple women by my side
I got sinnin' on my mind
Sipping on red wine
I've been sitting here for ages
Ripping out
it don't sell white wine
Gon' let that light shine
Ballin' for a life time
Smoking on a nice pine
Weezy baby flight flyin'
You can call him your
Shout if you will, but that just won't do.
I, for one, would rather follow softer options.
I'll take the easy line; another sip of wine,
And if I
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