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goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
I used to be so fancy free,

But really lonesome as could be,

Till one lucky day, you came my way

I never knew what love was all about
I used to be so fancy free,
But really lonesome as could be,
Till one lucky day, you came my way
I never knew what love was all about
Until I met
we just friends?
I just wanna know where we begin
I just wanna know
I just wanna know

So if i hold you close, are we just friends?
If you touch me
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
Long hot summers in a house of blue light
Trash going from hand to hand
By the radio you can see them sway
Nighting the day away

Every night is
the dark
Staring at those sparkling dots in the dark blue sky
And my mind begins to wander, I think to myself
It sure would be cool to be here with someone
Her skin was so light
But her 'kini was so blue
They way I'm looking at her
My eyes begin to groove

Happy Days everyday yeah
Everyday a Happy Day yeah
Die like a butterfly 
Die like I'm gonna die 
Die like a moon in charge 
Die
Midnight is where the day begins 
Midnight
"Edge."
Some back problems come from a lack of connection and can be erased or even resolved by feeling a great sense of attachment to a community and close
on my bracelets and broaches
My rings and my pearls and my things
And as the new day approaches
As the new day begins
I'm ready to begin again
Looking
through
With the Benz coupe that's electric stole plain blue
I wish you was in the leather seat on the right
But I made a wrong turn by never treating
it, blue days
Are better left behind
By juicin' up your system
With this beat of a heavy kind

I'm in love, so in love
And I can't stop talking
it's coming your way
Open your mind

Oh my my my my mind
You've lost again you've lost again my friend
Let the sorrow pass you by
Surround it in blue
Rocks was my pillow, and the cold ground was by bed.
Rocks was my pillow, and the cold ground was by bed.
And the blue skies was my blanket,
to finish anything
That you start up
Don't start US
We're cliqueing
The Blue, the Red and the Gold
This day has been prophesied
Witness the story unfold
This
I don't believe it'll be too long
Before I close my eyes and I'll be gone
But day by day it's coming now
Some way I don't know how
Now it's not
For me to meet the match of present day so I still need more dough
Conjure up a suit, I wish that it were cute
Borrow a token and a smoking I begin
of day slowly fades away
As I stand calling her by name
The sun disappearing over the fields
I begin to worry, she is not here

Hasten into the forest,
Tommy is a Tiger Shark
Lives in the Bengal Sea
By day he's a music manager
Once he even managed me

He wears a heavy, heavy coat all day
So
Beautiful girl don't hear I word I say
You're out all night sleep all day
Hiding away where I can't see
Standing on the edge of the deep blue sea
fear had become my go-to, where the Father of Heaven was actually supposed to be. I felt dead.
One day I woke up by a voice gently whispering to my
within
Pass the dragon through portal of skin

Emerging blue and trembling
From red somatic cave
Phoebus is humbled by this
Luminous face

Seven days we
wrong.

Rocks was my pillow, and the cold ground was by bed.
Rocks was my pillow, and the cold ground was by bed.
And the blue skies was my blanket,

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