Lyrics:
just glad it's not snowing
That means the golf course is open, that's his home
Memories on fairways with him I really miss those
Canadian boy got letters
Stranger livin' in my house I'm writing this letter to you
There's a few odds and ends in my house that I neglected to do
Take care of the little
enough
And only you know enough is enough
But really what's a problem, a problem
A seven letter word that can go
The world ain't ever cuttin' no
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah
All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in this shit by myself
Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I'm
of sobriety"
Billy then wrote a letter saying
"Mama get me out of here!
Time rolls by so slow
Each day seems like a year"
But his mama never got the letter
Whoa yey yay chertay bebe
Told mama et told papa di joh dit zhay dit par bon
I got a house on stilts a five dollar bill
A settin' on the banks
Snow in San Anselmo
The deer cross by the lights
The mission down in old San Rafael
A madman looking for a fight
A madman looking for a fight
Light a match and throw it at the fuse
Run away and hope I can get a view
I remember how beautiful it was
Blindfold on I can drive to her old house
Hey, hey
Hey what's happenin' erybody
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk out the house
You know I know
song instead of a love letter
They gon' play it on the radio a hundred times a day
I figure when you hear it you gon' stop and think of me
I wanna get
But it just ain't no use
I'm baffled 'cause of what went down
See I got your letter so you're leaving town
Just take one minute to think about
Baby,
to keep you
But it just ain't no use
I'm baffled 'cause of what went down
See I got your letter so you're leaving town
Just take one minute to think
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
a smile
The small crowded bar roars loud
Its approval of some verbal
Blow that she's dealt
By telling a trucker from the Redball
Express to have intercourse
They dont know us baby
This history is culture baby
Vodka on me
At the opera house
No applause
I just watch the crowd
I don't stop
I drop project after
a crowded room
Think out loud and speak too soon
Talking to strangers I meet on the train
Drink all alone no need to explain
I can write letters and make
gone you gon' wanna write me letters
Don't forget it girl
Ooo
Tell mama I'm tired of college
It don't be bringing me knowledge
The peers that I have
nothing
Remember when we all went to go eat dinner
Our house was so crowded our elbows was touching
We had it bad okay yeah that's fasho
But my mom she
money Where your mouth is
Bit crowded with clownfish, leave them astounded without a hinge. How could I resist? Proud of
this. A powerhouse without
Houses of the holy
Was an album by led zeppelin
I bought it on eight track
Not on cd
Fades out in the middle
The way an eight track's s'posed
it felt fabricated
It had to be real
Cause I felt intimidated by cops
The city's crowded
With projects and row houses
Everybody's acting bout it
I
They hold the cheese, all roles are clear
Cats in the sun, the mice in fear
You're the foundation of their house
It's still a game of cat and mouse
One peaceful afternoon
I picked up from my mailbox
The strangest looking letter I'd ever seen
A chilling little envelope
Bordered with flying
or without it
I had to shake the spot cause the game got crowded
I'm devoted and quote it, I'm rowdy and bout it
A No Limit Soldier, and happy to shout it
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