Lyrics:
hey got my rock and roll
And a nice mega stereo system at home
Hey hey just bought my second Porsche
My third motorbike
My fourth video
My fourth
The first is a freak with a masochistic streak
And the second is a kitten up a tree
The third is a flirt with an awful print skirt
And the fourth is
And a partridge in a pear tree
On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtle doves
And a partridge
In the year of forty three mama finished feedin' me
And quickly rushed off to her job at Woorden's Backmill
But at fourth on Monroe's street
blowing up
Nine-eleven, July the fourth
Flaming on these niggas
Cause I got the touch
And a partridge in a pear tree
On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Four calling birds
Three French hens
Two turtle doves
And a partridge
one over
You in the fourth quarter with a reaper on your shoulder
Around every corner or at least most of them
Somebody getting money or a chest
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
She never hollers coo coo till the fourth day of July
Gonna build me log cabin
third, fourth wall
We're breakin' them all, unbeatable score
Our composition brings the competition
But we've already won in this megaverse
바삐 또 굴리는
here we are now, at the middle of the fourth large part of this talk
more and more, i have the feeling that we are getting nowhere
slowly
[Verse 1]
This is December, the last month in the year
This is December, the last month in the year
Twenty-fourth day and Christmas is almost here
eyes light up like the heavens on the Fourth of July
She ran the numbers, they say she ran them clean
Those porcelain hands keep a ledger even in her
You're now talking to the first first lady
Not the second
Not the third
Not the fourth
You're now talking to the first first lady
Not the second
Not
see Christmas wreathes and holly.
The fourth one said, What do you hear?
The fifth one said, Children singing loud and clear,
A very Merry Christmas
you're here
It's so nice to see you
Now, you're working on your fourth album
And you been traveling around the world
How does it feel?
{MJ} Oh
one said oh, the lightning is so bright
The fourth one said look the clouds are going away
The fifth one said I don't think we're going to stay!
So out
(As soon as you wake up)
Startin' back all over again
Second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth wind
Til the mornin' comes
I'm goin' to be in (yeah)
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got
and the sons of God announced the fourth day in song divine, proclaiming thus His power.
We were born in the epicenter of the fourth age
Where nothing is pure
Where everything is gone
A unbreathable atmosphere to healthy men
Times
now, let's take this tridimensional cube, and project it, carefully to a fourth physical dimension, not that way, not that way, not that way, but,
a bank with a gun made of soap in the rain
Everything gets boring as you grow old
Fourth of July fireworks just leave me
Lonely and surrounded
Lonely
and fourth so please just stop it, (yeah, yeah)
Cause once again you've made yourself my problem, (oh no)
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh
I swear I'm way too selfish
I
with you
Sometimes a good fix
Is hard to find
So we trick or treat
On the fourth of July
Got no place
To lay our heads tonight
In any car
We can hop
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