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special when we come together
All we've ever needed was this sunny weather
Melanin and Mary Jane, its like a ballad
Someone could you please pass the potato

to replace it, uh-huh
Ballads and calypsos they got nothin' on
Real country music just drags along

Move it
I said, move it

(Ow!)

Well, come on pretty baby,

dream
This ain't a ballad
This ain't a love song
I won't give you the time of day
To tell your friends I gave a F***
Was messaging you late at night
Said

If she was born a little earlier
There'd be charming folk ballads written about her
But she was born relatively recently
So the songs might be a bit

to the ballads was little Danny C
But tonight Dchaz gonna be rockin' this beat
I put the same amount of work, and the same amount of passion
And all the more heart

the ballad of the big guy
Big guy
I'm always steppin with a big stride
Big stride
A lil sceptic with a big eye
Big eye
This is the ballad of the big guy
Big

Patrick
Been waiting on you, girl, like it’s traffic
Psychopathic, so sarcastic
Ballads, so romantic (Joji, Joji, Joji)
Enemies all around, Eminem like i’m

America but we keep them in an Air Force hanger
The only thing inscribed on my tombstone is gonna be my middle finger

I couldn't write a ballad if I tried

I'm sick of sad 80's ballads
And feeling sorry for myself
Honestly it's coming up roses now
I'm drinking whiskey from the highest shelf

I'm sick of sad

Very merry the line stands and sticks
This savage prick comes bombing quick
On his shit, "what's this a ballad, since you taunted him?"

Well fuck that,

are love songs
Or
Ballads about the government
I slept in
I watched Fifth Element
You want it all but the precedent
Is that you won't work for it

Beatles, Beatles

Världen var en stor estrad
Och där stod vi rad i rad
Njöt av varje fin ballad
Yeah yeah yeah...

Beatles gav oss sin musik
Flickor tjöt i

of the moshpit
I remember seeing your smile 
My ears bled red with your lipstick
But you left me hug on trial

Fill my ears with ballads girl
I've got a broken

when I'm writing these ballads
I'm trying to let go and finally be balanced

I know, these girls, all seem to be like you
I don't want someone

Corduroy Cap, broadsheet ballads
Eats cold potatoes with oily salads
Likes Bob Dylan and Phil Ochs
Quick-witted with his topical jokes

He plays all

friends 
The ballad of Branwell 

On the highest heath
Or the lowest ebb 
In the house of God 
Or the chambers of sin 
I find my pleasures there,

washed up debris, had to set myself free
I was living on my own, with deprivation I've shown
That a ballads all wrong, this is not a slow song
Beat stays

but there no way to tell
Skipping purgatory and I'm falling into an intoxicated hell

Silhouette out rings the ballads of a bell
I hate looking in

They opened her head
Where I looked through
Was a galaxy of
You and her

Vice versa a violent offender
Fading like a never heard of ballad
Every life

You’re like a ballad in my mind
Skipping and spinning on the same line
Round and round it doesn’t cease to remind
That you're not worthy of my time

Hey...Have you heard...Tracii's ballad?
It hums tonight...on the Borealis
We better rush
To catch the show

I've heard the legend...they're in

want, illicit horiatiki
Just a short ballad
While I make a salad
I'm all on my own again
Life's an empty plate
Turns out that olive was a grape
Karen's

(Oh nah nah nah)
(Feel my pain)
It’s a ballad of a thug nigga, a thug nigga
It’s a ballad of a thug nigga, a thug nigga
I’m a real ass nigga count

a tale
With narration and locations of a global scale
It's the everlasting ballad of this guy named Bri
With the moral of the story being swallow your