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of the dance floor,
We're both,pretty nervous,I can tell by look in his eyes,
[Chorus]
5,4,3,2,1!
New years!
Everybody shouts,and here it goes,
I wanna see it
shall I send thee?
Hey, I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two for Paul and Silas
One for the itty bitty baby
Who was born, born, born in Bethlehem.
your train roll by?
Nine sixteen and two forty four, twenty five minutes ?til five.
At nine sixteen, two forty four, twenty five minutes ?til five
your friends home
Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I
Always
The Ink Spots
Written by Irving Berlin
This version not released as a single
Five versions charted in 1926, two in 1944, and two more in
a pretty fucking fast year flew by
That's a pretty long third gear in this car
Glidin' on the five
The deer run across, kill the headlights
Pretty
required to lay
Was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all
She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood
And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode
Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime
She plays
Six-foot-six, stood on the ground
Weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down
To his knees by love
He
The fairy tale I read when I was five
No armored knight out of a book
Was more enchanted by a Loralei
Then I
After waiting so long
For the right time
For a lifetime of mem'ries some happy some sad
Two for a dollar the price sure ain't bad
No bids for the carriage rottin' out by the shed
The one that
a little boy with the basket please take it Lord he said
And with just a five loaves and two little fishes five thousand had fish and bread
Who was it
drinkin' lappin' water like a dog
Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log
Tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven intches wide
And by sundown he'll be
One, two, three, four
Five, six, seven, eight
At the first, a crimson mist
At the second, sleeplessness
At the third, a broken tryst
People live to be two hundred and five
Going back to Saturn where the people smile
Don't need cars, 'cause we've learned to fly
On Saturn
Just to live
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
It's the ten crack commandments, what?
Uh, uh
Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke
required to lay
Was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
It's the ten crack commandments, what?
Uh, uh
Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke
dyin'
There at the Little Big Horn
There were one thousand Indians
Standing on the river bank
Two hundred calvary
Waited there with pride
Then I
Playing a forty five
Sitting next to you
Thinking of a fantasy
Wishing it come true
Stratosphere of love
Waiting up above
Take me by the hand
The fairy tale I read when I was five
No armored knight out of a book
Was more enchanted by a loralei
Then I
After waiting so long
For the right time
keep buying whiskey.
Do you think they might settle for a bottle of wine?
Well those two over there, right there by the jukebox.
Yours don't look
Dear Dad, don't get mad,
What I'm asking for
Is by the next semester
Can I get another car ?
This one here is sick'ning
On a wide dual road.
I might
by quarters
Counting by quarters
We are up to two dollars and this sure is fun
Let's go up to five dollars and then we are done
25 cents, 50 cents,
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