Lyrics:
better watch the clock, it can be awfully embarrassing
To not know when it's time to let go of the rhyme.
It's about half past the monkeys ass.
You
slack
They hungry and they looking for a
Spot to cop a squat
You better watch the clock it
Can be awfully embarrassing
To not know when it's time to
Let
How many people rise and say
"My brain's so awfully glad to be here
For yet another mindless day"?
Now I've got all morning to obsessively
love with you.
If you could see me now, you'd find me being brave
And trying awfully hard to make my tears behave
But that's quite impossible, I'm
we've been waiting for this bus
for an awfully long time
Don't bother me
Don't bother me
The people change they rearrange but stay the same
It's awfully strange
But they don't bother me
Don't bother me
Until
and awfully,
Take my hand and lead me softly,
And then you stay, and I love it when it gets that way.
And when I was crazy maybe I wanted, I wanted, I wanted
nights and a ray of gentle lights
So tonight
Dance and cry
The dead alive
Monuments were awfully dense
I flew by in a daze on the freeway
He can
supposed to do
I shouldn't let you squeeze me
But it feels so nice
It feels so nice, so awfully nice
I know it shouldn't please me
But it feels so nice
So
Remember when you were young in the 70 time zone
Stages, ages about seven I say kid
The dress code of our parents looked awfully outrageous
Not down on em,
Awfully inviting,
Still I think I'll gonna keep
Another tender Tennessee Christmas,
The only Christmas for me.
Where the love circles around us,
Like
And her brain is easy to pick like faulty locks
She's awfully hot, asshole burning like Tabasco
She used to be thick, it's like where the hell her ass go
many ways)
(I'm awfully bitter these days
'Cuz the only parents god gave me, they were slaves,)
(And it crippled me, I got the destiny of a casualty,)
call a truce
This ain't a basketball court
But if you play
With good D then I'm force to shoot
They use to call me brute
Now I'm just awfully cute
Couple
(yeah)
I'ma die with my nigga (yeah)
Magazine with a magazine I'm bout one nigga (bluh)
And my arms stay high (arms stay high)
But she awfully damn
our hair and drank our chalky lemonade.
It's not that I just didn't care, I must admit I was afraid.
And I'm awfully glad my finger's resting gently
Cal white Impala, he was that nigga in the party
Awfully popular for someone that they barely mention
Plus we from the part of city that they barely
and bless your dear soul
It not only caught him, it swallowed him whole
Part of the story is awfully sad
'Tis about a big city that went to the bad
When
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
love with you.
If you could see me now, you'd find me being brave
And trying awfully hard to make my tears behave
But that's quite impossible, I'm
My skin is brown
My manner is tough
I'll kill the first mother I see
My life has been too rough
I'm awfully bitter these days
Because my parents
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
Fools rush in, so here I am
Awfully glad to be unhappy
I can't win but here I am
More than glad to be unhappy
Unrequited love's a bore, yeah
other
And with our faith and trust
There could be no other
Why? 'Cause I love you
Why? 'Cause you love me
I think you're awfully sweet
Why?
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