Lyrics:
anybody can get it
The hard part is keepin' it, motherfucker
What you want you? A house or a car?
Forty acres and a mule, a piano, a guitar?
Anythin',
Please don't make my wedding dress
I'm too young to marry yet
Can you see my pocket knife?
You can't make me be a wife
How the world just
of the front of the future when you are mentioning talent
And I'm in the back in the back of the block with a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
Iraq
As far as I (eye) can see
Andrew,
You know the question now...
Marry me...
Will you marry me...?
Will you marry me...?
You will marry me.
Take a look around, this is what I see
Is there anybody else that feels like me, yeah
You sweat, you sweat, you bleed, you bleed
What you get
the greatest) Can you feel it?
(Can you feel it?) I saw the light
(He's the greatest) At the end of the tunnel
(Can you feel it?) Believe in a pot of gold
as anybody how tough this life can be
But you've got so much strength inside you
A strength I pray you'll never need
And I'm always gonna lift you up
through that door
And I can hear exactly what she'll say
Well, has anybody here see sweet thang?
I got a notion he'll be headed this a way
'Cause when
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
Money I was playin' on a PlayStation
Ride by waving at you haters
Holla at ya
See ya later alligator
Skin cold world bustin'
Cowards curtain
You
anybody we can see? Maybe
It's the same for you as it is for me
I ain't seen my family in twenty years
That ain't easy to understand, they may be dead by
come on in
Anybody wanna hear Him say? Yeah
Wave your hands where I can see 'em
Anybody wanna see your loved ones
That you've lost along the way
I
you see
It's gold, and it's gold that all can share. We have a great song to
Remember Lorenz Hart by, that wonderful melody that he and Dick Rodgers
you see
It's gold, and it's gold that all can share. We have a great song to
Remember Lorenz Hart by, that wonderful melody that he and Dick Rodgers
as pretty
As some other gals you can see
But my lil darlin' only loves me
God knows you ain't pretty,
God knows it's true.
God knows there ain't anybody
Ever gonna take the place of you.
God knows it's a struggle,
For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paree
Or Washington crossing the Delaware
Oh! Lydia, oh! Lydia, say have you met Lydia
Oh! Lydia,
anybody who cares
Life's unfair
Is anybody listening
Is anybody listening
Can you hear me
Is anybody listening, yea
Is anybody listening
Can anybody
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
"Far as girls, you got a flock"
"I
and that's why I call you my solid-gold song
Nothin' in the world could ever go wrong as long as you are mine
Never in the world have I seen anybody like
ill and I used to do the I Ching
But then I had to feed the meter
Now I can't see into the future
But at least I can use the heater
Oh, it doesn't
the light
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need somebody to love
Could
Liverpool at the moment
And we've never been there months, you see, so it's
It's good to be back
Yeah, it's great
Anybody over there like a request that
phone
And the good die young and the great live forever
Go see your memory bank teller 'cause you done forgot who put this shit together
Wait bitch
I hop
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