Lyrics:
America gone plastic
And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old
There was a young lady from Itching,
Sat scratching her crutch in the kitchen,
Her Mother said, ``Rose, it's pox I suppose,''
She said, ``Bollocks,
I've heard that they call me the woman
Who has fallen into many sins
They made me bear myrrh to the burial
And at the graveside, I began to sing
by you
Golden eyed baby starry eyed lady
The pick me up when
Pick me ups aren't around
It must be amazing
To glow like sun rain
It's hard to know
we're in the game
Some sing the blues, some seek their fame
I'll place my bets and hope I see
My Lady Luck keeps shining down on me
I'm going for broke
VERSE 1
7 MONTHS OLD
WHEN I FIRST TOUCHED DOWN
FRIENDS I FOUND
AND THEIR A FAMILY NOW.
FROM GIRL TO TEEN
DANCING AT TIPSYS
CHRIS SINGS HIS SOUL
free
Oh Lord, do You have a plan for me?
I've been kicked out of Texas
Stole an infamous necklace
Became a spiritual master
Got rejected by Vassar
when we were young and we were friends
Now I'm home alone smokin' cigarettes waitin' by the phone
Sweet Virgina blue skies early mornin' sunrise
I
The times they are changing but it's really the same old thing
Now all the species are fading fast and it's the blue
bird's last chance to sing
Dinnertime
Anytime
Bet I am the nigga in my town when I arrive
Home
Yeah one more time 'fore we turn the lights out ladies and gentleman
(Sing it to' em
I'm holding c-notes but no I can't sing, okay
Lil mama a fling (Uh huh)
We call her Chris Paul, just chasing a ring
Ay I'm back on my grind (My grind)
a blue
The star is shinin' bright
Today your dreams come true
O, what a glorious sight
Your pal makes the water splash
O, touched by the sun's rays
Living
Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas day
Whose charity is only matched by talent I must say
A new member of the Alphabet City avant-garde
You're my African Lady
Jofunmi, tofunmi, your love is enough
This love na by force
Jofunmi, tofunmi, your love is enough
This love na by force
Didn't have the computation to look for what joy brings
Follow your dreams, you know what they say
That shit ain't over til' the fat lady sings
Life is
I got an old lady with a blue van, she does the best I think she can
'Cause every time I hit the road, she gets me to every gospel show
She's ain't
the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
Really I was flexin', but the girls they
on a steam train
Do the sad songs still make you cry ?
Do the sad songs still make you cry
Now I'm your leading lady, we sing Blues and Soul,
Lost our hearts
I sit on the blue that runs through the Maggie
Where the water moves swift and goes down through the valley
My lady she waits just 'round the bend
The times they are changing but it's really the same old thing
Now all the species are fading fast and it's the blue bird's last chance to sing
Oogin oh, holdin it down believe me
It's feezy's of the heezy, We be in somebody's basement beats by Jason
And Gran call me Chris and Jason
(Nelly)
You
[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Leather in the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Leather in the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
to sing
Like
Oh I feel alive again
Hello little lady friend
They took away my innocence
Told me I’m belligerent
Oh I feel alive again
Hello little lady
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