Lyrics:
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Any other day and I might play a funeral march for Bonnie Brae
Why try and run away?
Slow cheetah, come before my forest
Looks like it's
(Uh, yeah, turn it up)
(Hot, yeah)
Chester Cheetah reppin' Cheetos
70 miles an hour he goes
Tail like a rudder, tough as a mudder
Can't milk him, he
to stop time
I'll sit here 'til I find the problem
I've got a pet cheetah down in my basement
I've raised him, and bathed him
And named him Jason
Set the cheetahs on the loose
There's a thief out on the move
Underneath our legion's view
They have taken Cleopatra
Run run run, come back for
will he?
And the two of you just walk through the door
You're a quick change artist
Always in the mood for a change
Baby you're a quick change
that you want me to want it
Tryna get back where we started
I've given a lot, yeah, yeah
But it wasn't enough, yeah, yeah
Cheetah, cheetah
Set the cheetahs on the loose
There's a thief out on the move
Underneath our legion's view
They have taken Cleopatra
Run run run, come back for
(Verse 1)
In the African plains, where the grasslands stretch,
Lives a creature with spots, oh, so fetch.
With sleek, slender body and agile grace,
On the other side of town lives a sabertooth tiger
Paint's a real good picture, he's an excellent liar
His mouth is full of sand and he's dying
the mother she will usually live alone.
Cheetahs are strikingly beautiful animals and photographers seek to capture them in pictures and film to showcase
influenced the world, how I gotta check it
First artist to go platinum, fifty-seven seconds
I used to be with scammers, empty out your chequings
Foreign
Good morning, it's 3AM in this great roaring city
Full of garbage eaters ravaging parking spots
Beneath my plaza window I see cheetah in their
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
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
lives
Runnin' for their fucking lives, yeah
I'll chase them all night
Now, which way to turn?
Nowhere to hide as bombs fall out of the sky
I'll
Dear Till Family:
As a recording artist
I have always been interested in word play
My lyrics often reference people, places
And events in my music
the looking glass
Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass
The artist is living in the mirror
With the echoes of himself
Even
need you to remember four letters
It's fake and the love (love)
That's why the rage live forever (ever)
Hot in a Comme de sweater, baby, cool me off
on
Rock on
Mild mouthed Rita
She's a Chevvy Chase cheetah
Loves everyone everyone
Teddy's going steady
He's a silver-plated poet
Loves everyone
what I got
Help me love what's in front of me
Help me want more of my wife and more of my friends
And help me serve the city I live in
And not wish
Good morning, it's 3AM in this great roaring city
Full of garbage eaters ravaging parking spots
Beneath my plaza window I see cheetah in their
Let's deck the halls with spots of Cheetah
Let's have some Christmas fun! Yea
If you wanna be, oh, a Christmas Cheetah
We can show you how it's done!
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