Lyrics:
must be as old as the sun
Your Social Security Number is 1
You're deaf, dumb, and blind, and an amputee
You donate your blood every time that you pee
is obsecenity- so obscene!
If ya' busy lookin' out for number one
Ain't no time for two? Ya' losin' all ya' won
If ya' hide yer feeling-Get none in
for gold.
Drowning in commercials, washed up as a joke.
Contracted all the sponges, due for a soak.
Let's all run with the number one.
i was running late as ever when i saw
you in a new dress with a math book
i told you numbers spelled my future flawed
and you just smiled so i
do you come here often?
Sweet you, and tomorrow is the weekend (i know)
Do you bowl or are you up for rollerblading? (uh-huh)
Take my number, hit me
room, number four
A woman cries out as a child is born
She stares into her eyes and says
My life's had it's ups and downs
But for yours I will be
you leavin' with me, right?
Give you such a good time, that's only for one night
And look ma, keep on the low, please don't tell
Want my number? na, I
You climb the fence to follow trends
You collect the scars just to go far
And I despise what you sacrifice to be number one
But what have you
eventually had me evicted
I tried your number but it'd been disconnected
I guess I should've known
I heard you got married and you moved away
I called
Birth is pain
Life is pain
(Spiritus) Death is pain
(Succubus) Birth is pain
Mortals of leveled grace
Your days number now
We who live are ever
at the stars
All around is anger, automatic guns
Death in large numbers, no respect for woman, or our little ones
I tried talking to Jesus, but he just put me
the wrong number This is Little T"
"You mean Shaniqua's brother?"
"Man can't you just leave me alone
This ain't Shaniquas house this ain't her phone
to bag da biscuit
My protocol proving to penetrate, bait couldn't resist it
Play that sport right, player in the same night
Name, number, the works, you
in hand-all the numbers so deceiving
The small dreaming child who wears the crown
Watches the pieces falling down
Like knights in the game-her
While the world lies in slumber
Oh the times without number
When I say to you
Do you love me
Just like I love you
Are you my life to be
That dream
to the bumper, get out of the car
License plate says Stunner number one Superstar
I'm comin' up (so you better you better get this party started)
I'm comin'
used to be mine
Sent from the front to the back
All in numbers and fellish black [Repeat]
[Chorus]
We know how to spit or swallow
Bring out,
and not a man
Fallin' deep in love was not the plan
Baby because of you
And what you do
You made me a good man
Had to change my numbers every other
shit you got say
We gotta special guest in the house tonight
Little Fate in this bitch, an probly in yours
So here's the number 1 song in the night, when
hands through your warm black hair
You don't need to be number one
And that's how come you are
I love how you surrender
I love how you surrender
the sand.
You've finally found a way.
Don't ever, however.
Written down in numbers and measured in waves
Add up to a sense of accomplishment.
"Yeah, yeah, wassup, this is Jordan. I'm not at the crib right now. But if you leave your name and number, I might back the square and page you.
numbers which are assigned to them at birth
They're called three hundred and eighty seven point seven
Four hundred and twelve point nine
And they all
A church house, gin house
A school house, outhouse
On highway number nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush, oh Nutbush
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