Lyrics:
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish
Billie
a little cowpoke?"
"Here we go."
Ooh yeah. Need a little buckaroo?
In your dreams short barrell.
Bum chicka bow wow.
Oh my God.
So the Kung Poo Buck
Buckaroo
(Bob Morris)
--- Instrumental ---
Love's Gonna Live Here
(Buck Owens)
Oh, the sun's gonna shine in my life once more
Love's gonna live
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned
I wrote this song for Louise Nevelson, the sculptor,
Also Billie Holiday, and a group of kick-ass women artists.
Sappho was a poet
Billie was
Far above the highest heavens
On a throne of crystal light
Dwells the God of all creation
Rays of wonder crown His might
Human voices blend with
Previously on the Grand Ole Opry theater
Hi Boys, you looking for these
Everybody duck
I can't say...
I don't care who we offend
Shoot low boys
Tou envolvido numa situação
Vou acabar na depressão
Tou com a louca Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish, Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish, Billie Eilish
Billie
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
Franklin, is it not true that you're not a christian artist
But a secular artist posing as a christian artist?
Excuse me Mr. Franklin
Remcg his work
Billie Eilish and the Beatles
cre invading my TV
Billie Eilish and the Beatles
cre making fun of me
Billie Eilish
cnd the Beatles
From an eyelash
his prime
Billie Jean, the goddamn boy ain't mine
And the Roc break up, had the people losing hope
Can't lie they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes
Now
his prime
Billie Jean, the goddamn boy ain't mine
And the Roc break up, had the people losing hope
Can't lie they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes
Now
The artist, however faithful to his
Personal vision of reality
Becomes the last champion of the
Individual mind and sensibility
Against an intrusive
and salute him when his birthday comes
For Halloween, buy him a trumpet and for Christmas, buy him a gun
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned
Billie Eilish wow wow devil girl
Devil girl wow wow devil girl
Devil girl devil girl
Devil girl devil girl
Devil girl
Billie Eilish devil girl
Well, he swings in a saddle, he's a real gone cat
With his Spanish spurs and his buckaroo hat
Camps in an old line shack way back in the sticks
He
I wish I was Billie Eilish' grandmother
I wish I was Billie Eilish' grandmother
Ich wünschte dass ich der grossmutter von Billie Eilish war
I
We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
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