Lyrics:
to love only me
Yes, and I ain't sayin' you ain't pretty
All I'm saying's I'm not ready for any person
Place or thing to try and pull the reins in on me,
too
Fancy clothes, diamond rings
Pretty house, yeah, all these things
People say, "He can't be blue"
But I don't wanna be with me
If you're not
a date with a pretty little thing and I'll be markin' afternoon
No want more than anybody else just takes more for me to get along
It's a great life if
You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too
I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by
And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try
You play hard
by let me try (come on by)
Pretty please, with sugar on it, that's how I like it, uh
I can't even believe it with you
It's like having every dream I
Goose jacket you know it's that kinda deal
Pretty little thing delivery but you're a meal
I told you my past but you stuck right beside me still
Why don't
fault
Don’t blame me by your role
I do want you but you’re done
Maybe things are going well
But for me it’s bullshit than
I will keep it in my mind
Just
You look like you came to do one thing" (set it off)
I started on the left
Then I had to take him to the right
He was out of breath
But he kept
by
Go by, go by
Go by, go by
Someone's in the way
Of pretty words and inside slurs
All the things they have to say to perform
The work that
of an awkward thing
From New York
Made by the less fortunate
To West Yorks
No-one cares where Yorkshire is
From New York
Still feel I was born for it
To West
By The Light... (Fabiano,)
A “No-sting” Decree
To all things we can imagine,
To all the things we can imagine -
To do, come from love…
To all
on
You got to come back for more
Boy will come a dime by the dozen
But that ain't nothin' but drug store love
Pretty little thing, let me light your
think you betta listen"
You know I mean? Same old thing, you know, man?
But don't even sweat it though, you know I'm sayin'
You know Leslie isn't all
learn a thing or two by now
But I don't see how, but I don't see how
When hips just make the slightest twitch
We fall down
Oh, whoa, oh whoa
All
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
bulb flicker, postcards in slow motion
Dramaville
You'll find a new day
Let the muse you're chasing after, be your mistress, not your master
Dry your
some time for my family
Feel like there's some things I should've long achieved
But I still it want all by any means
Outta time I got no time for no
steady as a rock
Standing by me
Even when I don't succeed
Lord I wish I could afford
The things she swears
She don't really need
She don't need
much care
I guess I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little lady right by my side
Takin' it easy, yeah still waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook
I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little lady right by my side
Takin' it easy, yeah still waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple
and divide it, in America, the land of the tyrant
Still with the same niggas, and that mean the women too
The only thing change what I paid for the tennis
Crash in the dark
Spin 'round in the bar
I heard you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
I was down on myself both day and night
I couldn't get a thing to go just right
I was hangin' by my thumb and
Slippin' on my feet
I had to take
in Your love
Oh my my my brown thing my brown thing my brown
My brown thing my brown thing my brown
Pretty pretty pretty brown brown brown
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