Lyrics:
Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane,
Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane,
some doll
When a bum buys wine
Like a bum can't afford
It's a cinch that the bum
Is under the thumb
Of some little broad
When you meet a mug
ya body when ya paaaass
Seh you a lead an some gal deh a laaaas, laaaas
My girl just
Chorus:
Take di middle an (wine gal)
From ya know ya fit like
unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
I've never been
T-shirts every night
I'm over your boots not next to my boots
Over my whiskey not next to your wine
My life could use some forever
And your name could
now people
Gonna be some lovin' goin' on
Gonna head on now, fuckin' roll!
I got time for it honey
Love like cherry wine
Match your feel
can't do it all again.
So order up the good wine soak up the sun shine
And don't forget to take time and try to love someone.
[Chorus:]
'Cause
a nut, bring a bowl full of bon-bons
Chill me some wine, keep standin' by
Just entertain me, champagne me
Show me you love me, kid glove me
Best way
In the morning fun when no one will be drinking any more wine
I'll wake the sun up by givin' him a fresh air full of the wind cup
And I won't be
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
and fall of your breast
The blush is still on your face love makes a woman look that way I guess
By now I'll bet she's worried she'll pour herself another
a nut, bring a bowl full of bon-bons
Chill me some wine, keep standin' by
Just entertain me, champagne me
Show me you love me, kid glove me
Best way
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
some of us have deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with Gaelic
some of us have deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with Gaelic
With many spills and chills
But she'd come down after some wine
Which is what happens most of the time
Then we sat and both spoke in rhymes
Till we
(*background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church*)
(*chanting*)
[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
video
White diamonds, red rubies, blue baguettes, I don't know
Shorty, when the next time I'ma be up in your bed
I love you? you love me?
Well go head
been down so low just to get me up by drinkin' anything I can find
But now when they say Jones what are you on I just smile and say, loveshine.
I found
Yep, yep, yep, beat it by the king pimp
Call mix if you wanna peep game simp
Freak daddy if you wanna get nasty, call freak momma fast g, fast g, fast g
you in my dreams
First love's got that tight lock on me
When you left the world around me crashed and burned
You'd think by now it's a lesson that I
Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's
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