Lyrics:
girls love Alice
Tender young Alice, they say
If I give you my number
Will you promise to call me?
Wait till my husband's away
girls love Alice
Tender young Alice, they say
If I give you my number
Will you promise to call me?
Wait till my husband's away
I had a man
Let's call him Sam
And Sam will never understand
How we live, we are the artists
You gotta know once you dip your toes in the ocean that
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, dat way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, dat way
The plug pull up on me anyday
He told me
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
(yeah, yeah)
(Desires for what you have, okay)
So, as He works deep in your heart
As you call out to Him, and say
I'm here doin' it, man
Help me want
to stop it
To make a statement this is me talking to you
Like Alice through the Looking Glass
She used to know who she was
Call out my name call out
Holding things together
Ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raisin' children
It's a job - meant for two
Alice please believe me
I can't
Holding things together
Ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raisin' children
It's a job, meant for two
Alice please believe me
I can't go
life artist liiife artist life
Yow yow yow
A just the artist liiife artist life artist liiife artist
Artist artist
Bay ice round me neck me wrist it
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,
Holding things together
Ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raising children
It's a job meant for two
Alice please believe me
I can't
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
die
People say it's cold out there
You disagree, she's telling me
Come and spend the day at Alice's house (Alice's house)
Pass some time away
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
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
아님 어떤 다른 (다른)
뭐라 해도 I don't care (I don't care)
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
난
)
She could shake that thing
All night long (hey little Alice)
Right behind me
I heard some people say (hey little Alice)
She never quits until
can't fade me
"for America's most complete artist"
"Quik.." "What kind of name is that for a nigga?"
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
most complete
Ama flex till ba pallla Keo Hema
Am a monster they call me lekgema
Am a rapstar bo bothle ba yema
Ba satlo nyela vele ka FISA vele ka tsela bona ba
)You deceive me
(With you)Erase it I will not
(to stay)Touching a helix(didn't she know alex?)
(I I will plead)Blotting an excuse you
(Alice, Alice, Alice
of the South, where their stories entwine,
East Tennessee's legends, for all of time.
(Chorus)
East Tennessee's where we call our home,
Morgan Wallen's music,
you singing
All them songs about binge drinking
That make me feel that you get my life
But I'll drink to you Morgan Wallen
To you Morgan Wallen
You make
it performance call it art
I call it disaster if the tapes don't start
I've put all my live into live lip-sync
I'm an artist honey
You gonna get me
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