Lyrics:
for Wilson. Saved!
COMMENTATOR 2:
Offside; the flag went up late, but Wilson wasnt to know, but a great bit of play by England. Arnold showing
Stuck here with you stuck here with me
No the party’s not over
I say It’s only just begun
Slide a little bit closer
Let’s break the rules we can’t
league and she knows it
But I can’t seem to let go
I think that we go together
But maybe I don’t know
I see us by the bay in the summer
All drinks are
My nights a little bit brighter
My hearts a little bit lighter
cll
cll because of you
My minds a little bit wiser
My soul's a little bit higher
the tiny little letters. No, I am not making this up. That's what they're singing.]
Well, we stopped for a coffee in West Berlin
Dumb, dumb, dumb. This is
one
Over one night yesterday to today
Takes a little bit longer than that
(Any aches and pains anywhere? Or
On when you fell?
Or when you fell on your
a little taste
Leave you numb feeling in the face
I'll pass if that pint ain't sealed
I'll make your weekend hell
XX know that we gon' die for
This
do she kno
Just like the movie roll
Last time I saw the kitty in the city
That little fucker bit me
And now a nigga triggered
Fool me once can't fool
just to take your life
And extract your soul in the jar like a poe
And I send it to the man way down below
For a little bit a sand in my hourglass hoe
We need a bitch to say IV up on here
Can you turn me up a little bit in the headphones
I just wanna talk my shit
Awww
This shit is crazy,
Sippin
so that it would fit
And with a little bit of help with an adapter kit
We had that engine runnin' just like a song
Now the headlight' was another
quick
All of that aside
Are you gonna run and hide
Without ever feelin’ alive
Pour little bit of love in my soul
One more shot before you go
So I can
the feeling
Maybe I could curb my aggression
They telling lies
All these thoughts of suicide
Where's that little light of mine
I couldn't find it
Now I'm
Heh, my shoes shine, it ain't polished
New style they say stylish
Then I got a new sound, it ain't out yet
Baby this my new outlet
Lately been a bit down
gonna star in a movie part
Suddenly it's all worthwhile
Oh, a little bit closer now
But really still too far
Is it always out of reach?
That bright
behind that mic
You gone spread a little bit of light
You gone make this right
You gone get behind that mic
You gone spread a little bit of light
Do what
house
A little bit north of Nome
I knew that I could get back by morning
'Cause the nights are six months long
And there she was
Sitting on a chunk
can't get nowhere for free
Not gonna lie, sometimes I feel like shit
When I stop, to think about the world a little bit
Not gonna lie, sometimes I still
their souls granted, over
Sabre 6 Pino 420, no mercy
Out
Yo the name is Budda, no Latino a Filipino
A flipper like a dolphin little bit like Dan Marino
defenseless-looking creatures, cut them in half, live
And then drop them into the sea to be eaten by voracious fish
But little do they know that these slimy bastards
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
west Philadelphia born and raised
Now that's the phrase you hear on Mondays
But let's get a little bit deeper than that
Back when Jeff was on the scratch
a highway star
I'm a highway star
Oh, yes I am, you mothers
Thank you. That's a new one, taken off Machine Head.
This is a song about...
Sweet child
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