Lyrics:
the old fashioned flowers, violets are for me
Have them made in diamonds by the man at Tiffany
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
shacks and shops
Behind a jitney packed like sardines,
With bananas piled on top.
I ran away from politics,
It's too bizarre at home.
Away I flew,
Intro:
(A soft, hopeful piano melody begins, joined by gentle strumming of an acoustic guitar, setting an uplifting and emotional tone.)
Across
strings all day he play acoustic
We go fucking crazy bro we luv trap musik
Yeah I serve that base I saw the look in his face uno it's TT It takes two
the wedding begin
Shot by an arrow of cupid through the string of a G-clef
My dear, I claim you're def
And if you can hear me, by golly gee
Trugoy is ready
sure that you safely get me home
(Don't worry baby)
Meet me at the Southside
Get you home by midnite
Make sure that your daddy just don't know
your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I screw
Jeans skirt
right by;
Oh, well, I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry.
Little teardrops,
Little teardrops, filled with dreams.
curfew's early
You ain't home by 2:30, you heard me?
Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby
I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend
If you toy with my
drift apart
We're in perfect harmony, our rhythms intertwine
With you by my side, everything feels just fine
(Bridge)
From acoustic to electric, our
the wedding begin
Shot by an arrow of cupid through the string of a G-clef
My dear, I claim you're def
And if you can hear me, by golly gee
Trugoy is ready
of acoustic sludge
Look at them go
Valleys alive with demons selling streaming links
I knew you were a fan of laughing but now I dunno
Harnessing the art
a day with you
I'll catch you as you fly
Or if I'm worth a mother's salt
I'll wave as you go by
And if you should ever wonder
How the years
the music, I make her go stupid
Pussy like strings, I be playing acoustic, (nigga)
Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang ,Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang
Gang, Gang,
can get
Life is beautiful wherever we are
I think it's perfect, you're my person
We prefer acoustic versions
We both like the same color of wine
All we
break, reflective and hopeful)
(Sounds of harmonica and acoustic guitar solo)
Chorus:
Oh, in the fields of our home, we planted seeds of hope
With every
with no fight and no sight of home
I'll be there for you
To help you make it through
There's nothing we can't do
We are one
I'll be by your side
Intro:
(Gentle instrumental intro with acoustic guitar and strings)
In the hush of twilight’s grace,
Where our hearts find their place,
Silent
by my side
I'm telling you one more time
It's never to late to begin forever
Yeah, like a telephone line with nobody left to call
Like I'm living
I hear the owl in the night
I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
The only love my heart approaches
Your tender eyes fill mine with roses
I drink your wine
And never will my heart dry inside
Walking like
of made it far
They touch lil' bro
We pullin' strings like acoustic guitars
Hm, and I'm still untouched
Asked 2GS where he got his chains
Think he told me
my six string axe
Turn the volume up to the max
I'm sitting at home
With nothing to do
Got no where to roam
I haven't got a clue
My younger sister
When summer falls asleep
And winter plucks your strings
The colder that you get
Makes you feel at home
Build it up, tear it down, throw it out
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