Lyrics:
chimney up on top
Made out of a human skull
Now come on take a little walk with
Me honey and tell me who do you love
Chorus:
Who do you love
Who do you
If I had counted one two three before I made you cry
If I had counted four and five and made another try
If we had counted six seven eight and made
I use to have money one time
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley
1983
For harrison and hunter
I had cadillacs in my future
Debutantes in my past
I made
she's broken
By the teardrops in her eyes
But there's nothin' wrong with her, she's perfect
I'm the one who made her cry
Could you please bring us
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Traveling through this wearisome land
I've got a home in that yonder city, good lord
And it's not, not made by hand
Harry made a bareback rider proud and free upon a horse
And a fine coal miner for the NCB that was
A fallen angel and Jesus on the cross
A skating
away, away, away, away
Drinking champagne, made by the angel
Who goes by the name of Glittering Gabriel
Drinking champagne made all the angels
Tears
but she don't give a fuck who knows
Rare chance to kick it wit' the advance
Luxury sedans, sittin', offset stance
Fuck your dress code, bitches feel
"Good God! Don't jump!"
A boy sat on the ledge.
An old man who had fainted was revived.
And everyone agreed it would be a miracle indeed
If
who's made mistakes.
I still got some learning to do.
I made out with your best friend the other day
And now we're best friends too, Yeah Yeah
I'll tell you the reason I sit here a-greivin'
I want you to know one by one
I've been defeated by someone who cheated
My heart out of all of it's
to act our age
Call it off, go our seperate ways
Against the odds we grew up to fast
And on our own, yeah, we made it last.
Beyond those years
Who
Who drove the red sports car from the mansion
And laid upon the grass in summer time
And who done me out high time fashion
And made me read
on, give it
Fearlessly made, no need to be afraid
Angels are with you, the path is laid
Waning thoughts of you being the star
Truly you'll shine by
If I had counted one two three before I made you cry
If I had counted four and five and made another try
If we had counted six seven eight and made
hide
Got a band new chimney put on top, and it's a-made out of human skull
Come on take a little walk with me baby, and tell me who do you love?
Who
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I
bosom snow has lain,
Who's intimately lived with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I
Jah man
Man was made to suffer, yeah
And women were made to feel the pain
Stay by our side and guide us we pray, Jah man
Give us all your blessing
made you
Superstar, ah do you know who your real friends are
Ah, talkin' to you
Superstar, remember how you got where you are
Ah ah down, down,
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Ridin' in
the back shooting craps wit the axe-wheelers
Relax 'til it's, time for the immaculate miraculous
Thirteen, ooowww, the illest!
To all my niggas who been
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