Lyrics:
by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
television on any normal night
She could hear him crying.
"Okay, boy. It's okay. I think I'm all right."
She lifted her hand to examine her head and felt
Of the singer and his song never heard
Yeah I love you Tim more than I probably should
Why do they never play Les Savy Fav on the Radio?
The only punk band left
to libardad all pipol that bi workîn
Lo or la hard for that Life
Look that magority only Know that surviving
Noà Tim'to adaptar lik fit forto magifao
Lik holà
underneath the trees
The radio's turned down low
Ain't no light by the dashboard glow
Lost in eachother, no-one knows where we're at
Lookin' like a good night
Sunset
And watch all the jailbait roll by
Yeah it's dynamite on Friday night
Under the big city lights
It's all right, all right
Yeah yeah, it's
GRÂNDOLA, VILA MORENA
Sem saber da trama que se desenrolava, o locutor do programa “Limite” da Rádio Renascença (Lisboa) irradiava tranquilamente os
Brooklyn, uh, uh, uh, uh
Huh, huh, uh-huh, do it, yeah, do it now, come on
Uh, uh, uh, uh, what y'all want? Uh
Rollin', gold two seater
Stash
it was him by the Gucci brim
We gotta do it B I G
I'm trying to hit the lottery in V I P
Green leafs in my shot glass
All night soul team had cirrock
one all
In all, they gave me magazines, tea
Some better soap than the prison's soap
An earphone radio, and extra chow
There's Chris
Who gave me
When the radio breaks, when the static feels right
Tear the city up street by street, don?t sleep keep up all night
When the radio breaks, when
a two-lane, and you by my side.
We'll drive, all night long, get on board,
We'll drive, with the radio on baby all right.
Bad girls
Talking about the sad girls
Sad girls
Talking about bad girls, yeah
See them out on the street at night, walkin'
Picking up on all kinds
To ruin all our nights
Now I don't want the fights
To be the only thing you remember
You say forgiveness is fleeting
I say remorse is a waste
Can't sing
Tell the radio good-night
All alone once more, Angie baby
Angie baby, you're a special lady
Living in a world of make-believe
Well, maybe
ever chased
And all the faith love robbed you of
Every light the dark erased
And every cause that gave you up
turn on the radio
Wild wild horses
saved
By someone inadvertently
Tuning into our frequency
Sending out radio waves
We all just want to be saved
By someone inadvertently
Tuning into our
song
And so on through all summer long
Day and night drifting on into love.
Driving you home from a movie show
So in tune to the sounds in my
song
And so on through all summer long
Day and night drifting on into love.
Driving you home from a movie show
So in tune to the sounds in my
She jumped up and cut me off
She was like, "Oh my God, this is my song
I've been listenin' to the radio all night long
Sittin' 'round waitin' for
Tell the radio good-night
All alone once more, Angie baby
Angie baby, you're a special lady
Living in a world of make-believe
Well, maybe
to disagree
Six songbooks written
By the time I was fifteen
Born in the middle class
Success never guaranteed
I used to wonder why
The older folks never made it
Woke up this morning 10 o'clock or so
And B2K is on my radio
And my head still hurting from late last night
'Cause my shorty did my braids too
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