Lyrics:
Chilled to the bone by the waters you've tread
Chart a course to land, before you drown
Swim to the nearest distant shore
There's only so much a heart can
Measure the success of
Your life by your savings
Children, carbon footprints
The fame; all your playthings
Measure the success of
Your peers by
I'm dancing on the White House lawn
Sipping tea by the Taj Mahal at dawn
Hanging round the gardens of Babylon
Minnie Mouse has got it all sewn up
sing like Jodeci
I be where them soldiers be
And you wanted love but i wanted drugs
In love with the potency
Can you come over please
I think something
all-pious when you're really a hypocrite
How to hate God when you're a prayer and a spiritualist
How to sabotage your fantasies by fear of success
just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state
"You know what you do
at 60 he won't have to guess
He's already missed the boat that leads to success
But he's done his best and he can't see why
The fame of life just
And the people carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love, she laughs just like the flowers
That valentines can't buy
In the dime stores and bus stations
There once was a note, pure and easy
Playing so free like a breath rippling by
The note is eternal, I hear it, it sees me
Forever we blend it,
to touch nothin'
I see you gettin' money now but bitch who really put you on
Uh, yeah I know it's me
Caught a case but never sing bitch I ain't Jodeci
I just
There once was a note, pure and easy
Playing so free like a breath rippling by
The note is eternal, I hear it, it sees me
Forever we blend it,
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
Build your love on a strong foundation
And you will have a love that's true
(Build your love)
The formula for loves success
(Build your love)
Most people use money to measure success
The big car they're drivin' and the way that they dress
If there's someone who loves you you're richer by
hair's messed up
You and me in between the sheets, making love to true R&B
Baby let's get it popping, put on some Marvin Gaye or Jodeci
Babe all I'm
on yourself
By being you
You trade your respect for no success, you tried to be a hero
But you end up nothing
Biggest lie
Back to your day job
isn't supposed
To believe anything much
Unless it's supported by evidence
Lame foot soldiers get croaked in my vicinity
The ode for all murder, criminal
all-pious when you're really a hypocrite
How to hate God when you're a prayer and a spiritualist
How to sabotage your fantasies by fear of success
invoices, separate the men from the boys, over here
We measure success by how many people successful next to you
Here we say you broke if everybody else
Small fry, struttin' by the pool room,
Small fry, should be in the school room.
My my, put down that cigarette,
You ain't a grown-up high
whole life
we have a problem marshall
the past 2 years..something really went wrong
i was so excited about your success yet so let down by your
betrayal
him with
The sole of my shoe
Small fry, struttin' by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my, put down that cigarette
You ain't
charms us so
When balmy breezes blow to and fro
And tell me what street
Compares with Mott Street in July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great
begin the weekend with a groove
Roll about eight deep now what's my next move
Waitin' to nightfall so I can enjoy
System pumped by four Jeeps, runnin'
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