Lyrics:
o-oh, o-oh
Hold up, stop now, let me get a look at ya
Damn girl, I ain't seen you since prom
Come to think about it
I can't believe its been that
of wisdom, its not tough,
I'll be by the back porch, watching the sea,
Just the simple nonmaterial things,
Like love and family and a bird that sings,
Let
He said our graceous heavenly father we all gathered here today
To give these things of blessings so humbly we pray
Our oldest girl is leaving and I
home
I spent a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona
Where all the green of life had turned to ash
And I felt I was on fire, with the things I
Bel-Air
And people always talk about
How my girl attractive
Really though that's just a big distraction
I wanna teach 'em less that, and
More about the law
simple simon
I never understood one word you said
But you're swearin up and down that you're killin em dead
There's only one thing, I wanted to know
blindfolded by the idol of my self
The passion in my blood is a curse or bless hmm?
I'm just a little girl,
Came from a little town
With a pocket of fears,
o-oh, o-oh
Hold up, stop now, let me get a look at ya
Damn girl, I ain't seen you since prom
Come to think about it
I can't believe its been that
situations
In retrospect with the things you say
Would shift direction when put into action
But I just let it whiz on by
People say help me it's going
I learned so much about love
Since I've been by your side
And you spend all your time
Knowing what you've done for me
The simple fact is
That
P-I-M-P (now, shorty)
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry,
in God and keep your hustle goin strong
Stay hongry, keep writin, don't quit you're too close
Remember good things come to those who want it
always somethin goin on there
More to do hell we don't care
Cuz we don't need a whole lot to keep us happy
It's the simple things in life that make us
and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps
a small Midwestern town
By a charming and eccentric loving father
She was praised as the perfect teenage girl
And everyone thought highly of her
And she
boy grew up and met this girl
And that girl became my whole wide world
Now everything has changed
If I had it my way
Just wanna simple little Christmas
P-I-M-P (now, shorty)
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry,
good’s not good enough….
more memories, less things
real people not screens
gonna feel the joy each moment brings….
in all of the little simple Christmas
Flowers are blooming out of weeds
Oh what a perfect day
To be with you enjoying all these simple things
My dear Julie
Oh where am I now
I'm lying in my bed
count the ways but girls don't shove me
One by one you can come and caress me
Undress and molest me but you can't posess me
Because I love a young lady
Your eyes are a seafoam green like the waves I watched while I was listening
To a call in my heart for simple things
As my brain began relaying
This
only be one reason
Why I work hard as I do to get by
Here in sweet home Alabama Is my best girl, gotta have her
She's the only thing that makes me stay
Fighting over simple things
Only got each other's MEMORIES
Girl you really got issues
Running around with them miss yous
I don't want to admit that
you took
spent
Capital letters breach the ether
My love beseech her!
Ch'yea!
Peace oh simple thing Oh oh oh
Peace oh simple thng Oh oh oh
My easel peeps boo
Sea
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