Lyrics:
own thing or just being cool.
You remember only about the brass ring,
You forget all about the golden rule.
You can mislead a man,
You can take
It don't matter, when you turn
Gonna survive, live and learn.
I've been thinking about you baby
By the light of dawn, and in my blues
Day
and the love of family
Ruled in the community
The songs you sing
Lift you up to heaven
A heaven we can believe in
Everybody's talkin' about hard times
Two, three, four
Well, I came by your house the other day
Your mother said you went away
She said there was nothing that I could have done
won't be with you decorate your Christmas tree
Well, I'll be thinking about you baby, and I hope you thinkin' 'bout me
Kit, where you goin'?
Sorry, Michael, it's Rick the Ruler
I have to go (are you ready?)
Lights, camera, action, you're on
Get old Ricky D,
a butterfly or two
I'm thinking about forever (missing you)
I know you're so much better (we made it through)
Now I know what it means to live for
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you
I’m on my way ( Merry Christmas Baby)
Written by Deitrick Haddon
, Marcus Hodge, Marcus White, Michael Spann, Diane Spann, Guya
Hook:
Oooh Tell you
Ladies and gentlemen
It's my pleasure to introduce to you
He's a friend of mine
Yes, yes I am
And he goes by the name
Justin
All the way
And he said "you won't believe us
When I describe to you
The private parts of Michael Eavis"
It's just Michael Eavis and his micro-penis
It's like
rewarded, inertia keeps you moving or standing still
Stay alive carpenter, you can laugh if you fail
Don't get behind the gun, just to hope you get killed
and it’s all about you baby
Keep thinking maybe he I make sense of something crazy
Something I can get out of my head
I write your name, I write your name
the club she's heard great things about
I left all I knew, you left me at the house by the Heath
I stopped CPR, after all, it's no use
The spirit was
I don't wanna talk
About things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done
a bitch by adjusting the antennas
But if she demand it your betta forget it
She's psycho like Michael
You might go and wake up to knives and rifles
When
I don't wait on women
I don't open doors
I'm not much of a gentleman
And by the way, I keep score
So if you are thinking
You're sitting on top
styled out
John Carpenter "The Thing"
What I'm thinking bout
I like to smoke about, ayy
I like to drink about
And the smoke in the air
Had to clear 'em out
By the way, every little thing about her face
Fills him up, the image so pleasing it could never be erased
Here to stay, embedded in his mind
He
for?
'Cause now you're gone and I have to ask myself
What for?
What for?
Driving down the boulevard
Thinking about a man I knew
He was like
Imagine yourself as a cloud in the sky. You pass me by and I blow you a kiss.
A thinking cloud, so you're wondering why, only to find out it doesn't
On the past experience I'll remember
That dream
Soon we shall look back
One by one we're finding out all the answers
About home
Waiting on a ?
That
but
I was just thinking about you, and
I'm sorry about everything
I miss you"
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I
Thinking about Sarah
That's heaven to me
You don't know my girl
But she's right as right can be
It's like yonder mockingbird
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