Lyrics:
To give the groanies of the girls and boys
So dig, Santa comes on big
He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most
When all you cats are sleepin' warm
tryin' to cut me out."
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"
Judge says, "Poor boy, you got
surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty ways
I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger
the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willing
Just some good old boys and good old girls
Hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
Getting by
an alley and his pulpit was the street
He made his congregation from the boys he used to meet
There were two gangs approaching in spanish Harlem town
"Take Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
Take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want as
Long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy
It was the struggle of the century
And all the grown men came to see
The girl who tamed the tiger, yeah yeah
The heart of southern lovebirds
They
the hangman
Or by the noose I swing
In the morning sun
Like a tipsy gypsy
Looking like I'd been had
But like the story says
This wild-eyed boy is bad
you'd always be
(Boy) Oh, baby, you must be loony to trust a lower than low two time like me
(Girl) You said I'd have everything, a beautiful diamond
see the point
Something's happening here today
A show of strength with your boy's brigade
And I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money,
to love side-by-side in. Don't let it abide in my dreams.
Picture you upon my knee, just tea for two and two for tea,
Just me for you and you for me,
the world
Is fall in love by walks of all men and women, it's all boys and girls
When you feel your life's too hard
Just go have a talk with Good
[Snoop
highway
I was just a lad, nearly twenty two
Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you
And now I'm lost, too late to pray
Lord I take a cost, o the lost
By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood
Toyland, toyland
little girl and boy land
when you dwell within it
you are ever happy there!
Childhood toyland
mystical merry toyland
RS2!
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my
Donegal, Tyrone & Derry
Their numbers were few but they did the job of many
Eight weeks went by and the path was clear
Fifty-seven men had all
full-grown men
They were barbed wire boys
They raised grain and cattle on the treeless fields
Sat at the head of the table and prayed before meals
Prayed
war
Stop, you ain't no hitta boy
Stop, you ain't no killa boy
All that shit a gimmick boy
All the opps they trippin' boy
Got the news trendin'
beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So, led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men from the Orient land.
"Romance is a game for fools"
I used to say
A game I thought I'd never play
"Romance is a game for fools"
I said and grinned
Then you passed by
my phone like she be U2
If you say you love me then I love you too
If you don't wanna be with me, I won't be with you
Got my trust issues but I'll
It's either live or die, boy
It's either live or die
Are you gonna be my lover?
Are we gonna be true love's suicide?
(Suicide, suicide) it's either
Black boys employ Selassie
We kiss, we define
White hands, white hearts
The gender
How can I make you mine
Take me to God
In a world of blank
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